Chapter Eighty Five_ Your Mom Is Out Of Comatose.

Valerie's POV

I turned to Christine and stared at him for two seconds, then continued on my tracks. I didn't go into his room but to mine instead. Furthermore, I didn't even concede that Christine was walking closely behind me. 

He followed me inside my room. I walked to the walk-in-closet in my room and removed my swimsuit, then wrapped a towel before going into the bathroom. I took a warm bath and walked out of the bathroom in a few minutes.

After which I put on a bum short and a crop top, then stepped out of the walk-in closet only to see Christine still seated on the edge of my bed.

"You said we'll be visiting my mom when you're back, right?" I asked as I stood with my hand wrapped underneath my breast.

"Yes, but can we have an important discussion before that?" He inquired and I giggled lightly.

"Christine, which discussion could be more vital than paying my mom a visit?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.