"Your wife here wants to beat me up, simply because I asked her to prepare breakfast for me"
Tunde's mom, pointed at Sophia. She spoke with so much hatred, you could feel it in her voice.
Sophia didn't even bother to defend herself, instead she continued whisking the eggs. She knew it was best she kept quiet, because she doesn't trust herself not to be disrespectful if she speaks.
Tunde looked from his mom to Sophia who was still whisking eggs. He expected her to say something in her defense, but she didn't utter a word. With the way she was calm, one would think she didn't hear what his mom just said.
"Are you going to just stand there? Aren't you going to say something?" His mother demanded in anger.
