Christopher was stunned for three seconds. Suddenly he rushed over and grabbed my pillow and comforter. "You have made up your mind, haven't you?" he asked me coldly.
I shrugged indifferently and asked, "Or what?"
Christopher, in a fit of rage, threw the pillow and quilt back on the sofa. "Alright then. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. Go back to your bedroom!"
I gave him a look and didn't want to talk to him, so I turned right back to the bedroom and said, "By the way, I'll go to work tomorrow!"
What can I even do if Vincent had asked me to work? I can only agreed. Since my mind is made up, I should at least inform Christopher.
Christopher was stunned to hear this. Suddenly he said coldly, "Sure, but you'll have find a position for Naomi!"
When I heard that, I was a little annoyed. W
