But, when I opened my mouth, ready to confront him, the sharp ring of his phone interrupted me.
Harvey did not notice my angry face at all and answered Stephanie's call slowly.
As I started to adjust my seat irritably and then I heard him say, “Okay, don't worry, I'll be there soon.”
My hand paused and I slowly looked up at him.
Harvey frowned slightly, “Stephanie is returning the dress at the counter, but she doesn't have the receipt. I have to go there.”
Then, he continued, “Claudine, I'll call the driver to pick you up. You go home first.”
I said in disbelief, “You're going to leave me behind just for this little thing?”
“Claudine, please don't make it difficult for me. Stephanie has a strong sense of self-esteem. You made her cry until her voice became hoarse. Now she wants to return the dress.”
“Is she being spoiled, or is she deliberately provoking me in front of you? Can’t she come and get it herself?” I asked sharply, my voice tight with barely suppressed anger.
Harvey sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as if I were the one being unreasonable.