"Who is it?" Jason asked Layla when he saw how hesitant she was to open the door.
"My father," Layla said in a terrified tone. She wasn't scared that her father was going to hurt her, but that her father might hurt Jason if he sees him there.
"If you don't want to see him, you can just ask him to leave," Jason said as he came and stood beside her, looking through the peephole himself.
"I can't, he is the one who rented this place, remember?"
"Yeah right!" Jason groaned.
Layla took a deep breath before she unbolted the door and opened it for her father.
"I see you later came to your senses and moved in," her father said as he walked in.
"What the hell, is he doing here?" Her father asked in anger the moment he saw Jason.
"Hello, Ben. I would have said good to see you, but there is nothing good about seeing your face, so…" Jason drawled.
