How ridiculous it was. I could only find out about my husband's whereabouts from someone else.
"This time?" I turned my gaze to him, asking, "What do you want to say?"
Javion frowned. With a hint of reluctance on his face, he said, "Everyone in our circle knows that Easton and Alana have been childhood sweethearts. Why can't you let go of yourself and give me a chance?"
He spoke it as if I were a mistress.
I admitted that I had always liked Easton, but it was him who confessed to me first.
I stubbornly raised my right hand and showed off the valuable ring on my ring finger. Sneering repeatedly, I said, "Javion, I am married, and Easton is my legal husband. I hope you can understand this."
Seeing that I was unyielding, Javion left my office in frustration.
I picked up my cell phone and started to investigate Easton's schedule.
It turned out that he was on a business trip to Crotol, which was why he didn't bring Alana with him.
Then I dialed the phone number of Easton's assistant and asked about his return date.
"Mrs. Lawson, Mr. Lawson will be back next Friday at 9 a.m.," the assistant replied.
After thinking for a moment, I said, "Okay, I will pick him up then."