I sped up the car so I can go home faster. I need to talk to my mom regarding to what my girlfriend told me. If it’s true that she tried to harm her, I’ll do something.
Gladly she was still there when I arrived at home.
“Mom, we need to talk,” I said, huffing and panting. Confusion was visible in her face when she heard the words that I’ve said.
“About what, son? I’m about to leave for work, is that important?” she asked but she’s behind my back, walking fast trying to catch me. I sat on the bar stool and motioned the maid to get me a drink.
“Are you going to drink at this hour? Do you have a problem?” she asked me again, worrying if I had a problem.
Sighing, I faced her and get the bonnet that I inserted in my waist. I throw the bonnet on the counter and look straight in her eyes.
