While on the way to the destination, July never stopped and chatted. July was still grumbling about David's rambling this morning. In fact, what actually made it late was July herself. However, as a kind husband, David chose to remain silent and relaxed.
"Because of you, I'm late!" blurted out July before getting out of the car.
Gave David a glare, then July opened the door. While David was scratching his temples, July closed the door so hard that David pressed his chest again. I don't know how many times David has put his hands in front of his chest this morning. And all because of July suddenly acting strange.
"Oh my God, what's wrong with my wife?" hissed David. David wiped his face, grabbed his briefcase and got out of the car.
Out here, David had not seen the figure of July. The woman must have gone into the boutique to meet her client. Yes… David knew that because all the way July had been blabbering about being late to meet someone.