Alexander just keeps judging me in every galling way that I can imagine.
"Why, of course, Sir! I'm a very friendly person. Making friends is my specialty," I huffed indignantly, crossing my arms.
"Wow, I can't believe someone can put up with you. They must be some martyrs," Alexander retorted with an impassive tone to which I only furrowed my brows in miff.
"Anyway, sorry if I'm mistaken, but I heard that you're Ms. Monique's lover? You appear to be a lot younger than her, though? I believe she's around twenty seven," he then questioned Tristan all of the sudden, making both of us flinch in surprise.
At this, Tristan can't help but muster the look of someone who has been caught red-handed. Alexander is truly a straightforward fellow, always speaking what's in his mind without considering the mental damage it can possibly inflict on the other party.
