The Next Day...
John visited Catherine at her place. He noticed that she's unusually quiet today. They were currently sitting in the living room, she kept staring at him under her hooded eyes.
"Cath, tell me, what is wrong? Are you angry at me that I was not able to answer your calls yesterday?"
"Yes," she pouted.
"I'm so sorry, Cath," he said.
"What is your excuse this time?" she looked at his eyes intently.
"As usual I have a meeting with my staff," he answered avoiding her eyes.
Catherine sighed. She knew he was lying, he becomes an expert in lying recently due to meeting different women behind her back.
