“Sorry, Sir, Ma’am Tasha is still sleeping.”
"Is that so?" said Carson to the housekeeper as he called Natasha’s parents' house the next morning. "Just tell her that I'm going to the office for work."
"Okay, sir. Understood."
In a way, Carson feels relieved that he's been feeling a little bit of pain since yesterday. He may have been forced to work the last few days. Even though he was at home, he still worked overtime so that Mr. Ronald wouldn't have to struggle with what he had to do while he was away from the country.
He didn't even call his wife because he fell asleep right away when he got home. He didn't even eat dinner, so he went back to the kitchen. So when the morning came, he immediately called.
"Sir, Ma'am Tasha is not around, she went out. She said that she would buy som
