Mr. K seemed to have folded his arms across his chest and looked at the two people in front of him, still hugging Clara from behind, while Jo was not far from Mr. K.
"Can you explain why did you startle my wife?" asked Mr.K firmly.
Tisha and Metthew's eyes collided with each other as if they could communicate with each other without having to make a sound.
"Kev," Clara whispered, trying to get her to embrace off Mr.K.
Mr. K seemed to shake his head and still looked at the two people in front of him.
Metthew gulped down his saliva slowly and began to tell what had happened.
