“Minerva, you have a husband?” Jerlyn mumbled.

They looked at Karlo behind me. I sighed in dismay.

“Yes.” Kristine was the one who answered the question. “Minerva and her husband are both from mafia organizations in the Philippines. They kill people, exploit money, and are lawbreakers. They have my father now. My mother is dead, because they killed her last night.”

That must be the reason why she couldn’t stop crying a while ago. From what I get now, her parents must be mafia ...