Shrugging her shoulders, "nothing, it just makes us look like David and Goliath." When Isabella laughed, she added, "am just 157 cm tall, and him–" she sighed and shrugged her shoulders, "I bet he is 188 cm tall."
Bursting into laughter, "you're so hilarious, sweetheart. Come in that's almost the same height with your dad."
"No, dad is between 184 and 185 cm tall."
"Now am craving to see your boyfriend. I need to thank him for his good works in my daughter's size. I mean, look at you. Just three days trip, made you added more weight." Isabella complimented.
"Of course why won't I add more weight, when he has been the one forcing me to eat in Hawaii." She sighed, "not only did he fed me once but plenty times." Yawning soundly, she stood up. "Mom, am feeling sleepy, I gat to go to bed now."
"Sweetheart, but it's not seven yet and you're off to bed?"
Climbing up the stairs, "tomorrow is Monday and there are hundreds of works, waiting for me on my desk."
"Okay sweetheart, good night, sleep tight and dream of Justin." Isabella scoffed.
"Ugh, goodnight annoying mommy, and you too, dream of daddy."
....
8:45am
Along the expressway
Kicking her Orange Toyota RAV4, Bianca cursed her car for being faulty and dumping her by the wayside. "Stupid car, how can you be so cruel an wicked?" Opening the front hood, "Ugh oh God, what's exactly is it's problem, now?" She groan in frustration.
"But I serviced it last week before I went for the trip." Checking the battery, "God-damn, it better don't get bad, because I also bought a new one last week." Taking a deep breath, she sighed and placed her hands on her waist. "Why didn't you drive me to my company before shutting down, huh?"
Glancing at her watch, Bianca bit her lower lip and looked around. "Oh great, at least there are just some bunch of luxury cars, driving through and fro, without any stopping to help."
Scrolling her phone, "should I call Justin? What if he is busy or in a meeting? It's gonna look awkward if I do that? I better get a mechanic engineer for myself, or else am gonna remain here, rooted like a palm tree." She scrolled her phone.
Walking towards her, "hey, do you have a problem with your car?" A deep cracked voice said.
Turning around, bianca widening her eyes when she saw an handsome man, standing right in front of her. Giving him a weak smile, "yeah, but thanks, don't worry, I can fix it myself."
Letting out a chuckle, "why would a beautiful angel like you be held under the morning sunshine, busy fixing your broken car?" Pointing at himself, "am Liam Cambridge and you?"
Faking a smile, "am bianca Ziegler."