"Wait for a mont."
Thomas Fisher said to Alice Turner on the phone, then placed the phone on the pillow and got out of bed to open the door.
"Mom! It’s so late, do you need sothing?" After opening the door and seeing it was his mom, he stood at the door, clearly not intending to let her in.
Autumn York pushed past Thomas Fisher standing at the doorway and strutted in without any concern for the owner’s agreent, boldly marching inside without saying a word.
Seeing this, Thomas Fisher imdiately followed, "Mom! What are you investigating?"
He looked at his mom with a puzzled expression.
"You brat! You seem afraid of coming in. What were you doing in here? Hiding soone?" Autumn York glanced at Thomas Fisher following her, turned her head, and surveyed the entire room. She finally headed toward the bathroom.
When she opened the bathroom door, she didn’t find the woman she imagined. Not giving up, she marched to the closet, opened the sliding doors, searched through it, but she still found nothing.
Seeing his mom rummaging through everything to find soone, Thomas Fisher rubbed his forehead in frustration, "Mom! There’s no woman you’re looking for here."
His mom did these sudden raids every now and then, making him seem like soone with a very ssy private life.
"Then who were you talking to just now?"
Autumn York ca upstairs planning a surprise, and when she reached Thomas Fisher’s door, she didn’t knock right away but instead eavesdropped at the crack to hear any sounds, and surely, she heard talking inside.
She heard her son speaking to soone, his tone unusually gentle and happy, it was the first ti she heard him talk to soone like this, clearly very happy.
Upon hearing this, Thomas Fisher’s brows furrowed instantly, "Mom! Were you eavesdropping at my door again?"
His mom eavesdropping wasn’t a one or two-ti thing; just the ones he knew of were over a dozen tis, who knows how many tis she did it without him knowing.
"Eavesdropping? That sounds awful. How can listening to noises from my son’s room be called eavesdropping?" Autumn York knew full well she was eavesdropping, but she wouldn’t admit it, not a chance.
Thomas Fisher rubbed his aching head, "Mom! How am I supposed to bring a girlfriend ho at this rate?"
Images of marrying Alice Turner suddenly popped into his head, the two being affectionate in the room, while his mom was outside eavesdropping — just the thought sent shivers down his spine.
"Son! Do you have soone in mind?" Autumn York completely ignored Thomas Fisher’s complaint, grasped him, and asked excitedly.
Seeing his mom so excited, Thomas Fisher’s frown deepened, "Mom! Are you afraid I’ll bring soone back without you knowing, which is why you keep doing these surprise raids?"
Judging by his mom’s current attitude, this seed to be the case. How could she have such an idea?
If he were to bring soone ho, it’d be openly, not secretly. He wasn’t having so underground romance.
"I asked you first, and you haven’t answered , do you have soone in mind? By the looks of it, you do. What does the girl do? Is she pretty?" Autumn York didn’t answer Thomas Fisher’s question but pressed on, her intuition told her he had soone, not just anyone casually.
User Comments
0 comments from readers