Your Grandpa Is Coming
"We don't have time for this," he said calmly, gently pushing her aside as he entered her home with his bag, completely disregarding the fact that it was Natalie's home, not his.
Stunned, Natalie watched as Justin placed his bag on the table and began unzipping it. "Help me arrange my stuff, quickly," he instructed.
"Wait… What's going on?" she asked, eyeing the bag full of his belongings. "What's the meaning of this? Why would your stuff be here…?"
"Your grandfather is arriving in the next ten minutes," Justin replied, busy pulling items out of the bag.
All the colours drained from Natalie's face as she turned pale. "G-Grandpa? Why would he be here?"
"Would you rather let him discover your lies, or help me now so it doesn't look like your husband doesn't stay with you?" His voice was cold and impatient. "He'll be here any moment. Later, don't blame me for not warning you…"