"There's bad luck in this house. You two stay here. I'll go out."
I put on my coat, turned around, and went out. I wandered outside for two hours before I went back.
I thought that even if this shameless couple wanted to show off their love, two hours was enough and they should have left.
Unexpectedly, when I pushed the door open and went in, the two of them were shamelessly playing on the sofa.
"Oh, Charles, you're so naughty. Don't always pull my hair. It's not like I was a child!"
I frowned and saw cold food on the table.
When they saw me, they restrained themselves a little.
"Sibyl, you're back. You must be hungry. There are some food we bought just. You can eat it."
She spoke naturally and enthusiastically, as if she were the hostess of this house.
"I'm not hungry. I even feel like throwing up. Also, I hate the people who did not clean up after eating."
Charles was a neat freak. In the past, he hated it the most when I didn't clean up after eating.
Because we've argued about it many times, but I didn't expect that he could endure Flora.
I repeated what Charles had said to me. He must have heard it.
"I'm sorry, Sibyl. I'll clean up right away."