"Please do me a favor and hand me the phone," Chris said to Catherine with a calm but intimidating tone that sent cold shivers down her spine. With her hands trembling, she bent down and picked up the phone and handed it to Chris, who was still concentrated on the steering while stealing a glance at her through the center mirror.
"Thank you," Chris said to her before collecting the phone from her.
"Please don't kill me, Chris; I'm pregnant," Catherine said to Chris, her voice trembling in fear, and immediately Chris furrowed his brows in surprise.
"And what makes you think that I'm going to kill you? Is that how you see me too? Chris asked Catherine, who shook her head negatively.
