Laura's POV
" Answer me, Max. Why will my health affect you? ", I pestered him.
" Oh Laura! How can you expect anyone to answer you immediately? ", he answered, lightly stomping his feet.
" Huh? Then should I give them a week to completely lay out a well planned answer for each and every question? ", I asked angrily but, keeping in mid not to raise my voice.
" There is no need to be sarcastic. ", he said and gave a small sigh which seemed a little hurtful.
" This time, I am not being sarcastic. ", I replied, without making eye contact with him.
" Fine. ", he said, lightly stomping his feet.
" What do you mean by fine? ", I said, completely losing my patience. " Max, I am trying my best not to get angry so as I don't scream. "
" No need to get mad. Aren't you feeling tired? ", he said, trying to chance the subject.
