I gulped, trying to distract myself but couldn't. I kept looking at my father-in-law who was now standing in front of me. Oh, damn, why is he looking at me like that? Does he still hate me? And what is the purpose of approaching me?
"Why are you looking at me like this? Were you thinking about telling Richard?" He wondered casually.
"um.." I'm kind of having a hard time talking right now.
My father-in-law glanced around, then look at me again. "Maybe you are still curious, but I will explain," he said.
"What?"
