Chapter Twenty-one

“Don’t answer it.”

I remained staring on my phone screen after Leigh told me not to answer Nathan’s call. She is now back on the kitchen maybe eating her nutella once again to relieve her stress while I am still on the living room as I sit on the couch.

“These men…” I annoyingly murmured before putting my phone down on the couch before following my best friend inside the kitchen. Like what I expected, she is with her nutella once again and the crease on her forehead is still visible as if her frustration is still not leaving her mood.

I took a piece of pancake from the plate and grab her nutella jar from her hold to varnish some on my food. “You look more annoyed for than I.” I stated without giving her any glance.

I felt her looking at me but I remained looking down on my food until she hissed. “I just hate how they can make us worried that way and then we’ll find out that they are having