Keep His Identity A Secret

"I'm at the mall where you were spotted. Where are you?" Miguel's voice resounded over the phone.

Cecilia gulped hard on her saliva, she had left the mall a long time and why was Miguel there anyway?

"I'm at home right now, Miguel." She responded, her voice shaky.

"Oh, I see. Who escorted you to the mall and what time did you leave?"

Again with his questions, Cecilia heaved a sigh, checking the time on her phone as she wanted to take a nap really bad but Miguel's cold tone would give her a nightmare. This was the Miguel she knew, not the one who always tried to act all lovey-dovey with her.

"You said Marco would be the one to take me there as he had a high sense of fashion and I left a few hours ago," Cecilia responded rubbing her jaw.

A sigh escaped Miguel's lips as he hung up immediately to Cecilia's surprise. She dropped the phone on the other side of the bed, positioning herself to get a short nap when her phone buzzed.