The moment the email was sent, I felt relaxed. Then I started to feel sleepy, so I turned off the lights and went to sleep. But just as I was about to fall asleep, there was a rude knock on the door.
Fitch knocked on my door with the aggrieved Queena.
After I opened the door, he angrily questioned me, "Harry, are you a man? You can't even protect your own woman! Queena is so good. Now that you have her, why don't you cherish her!
"You let her go out alone so late at night without even calling her or sending her messages! Are you her boyfriend?"
I glanced at their linked arms and the hidden pride in Fitch's eyes, and said calmly, "She still has you, right? What do I have to worry about?
"If you want to cherish her, there is a good opportunity right now. Her brother is coming. How about you take him over and take care of him for a few days?"
Fitch and Queena were both stunned. They didn't expect me to react like that.
If they had done that before, I would have definitely felt extremely guilty, apologized without regard for my dignity, and tried to keep her at all costs.
They would take the opportunity to put forward their demands.
After all, I was the one who hoped to be forgiven.