What?!
What is this?!
"Hubby…"
"Yes?"
"Hubby…"
"Yes?"
"Hubby…"
Her voice became more pleading and petulant at each turn, until his lips hooked into a smile. "Yes?"
"I, er…"
"What is it?"
"I…"
"You don't want to go?"
"It's not that… I… erm, school is about to start soon, and also, my grandma's birthday feast is coming up soon. I have to help out at home…" She was glad that she need not face him directly or she would definitely be exposed through and through.
"You found a good excuse." He could not help praising her.
"…"
Was he exposing her?
Just when she felt cornered and was desperately trying to find some justification for herself, the man commented, "Be a good girl and do what you need to do at home."
Her eyes lit up. Will this do, too? Quickly, she nodded in acquiescence. "I'll definitely be a good girl!"
"Alright." The man hung up the call after that.
