But he calmly handed me his phone without hesitation. "I've adopted a shark. I was just checking its location."
I lowered my gaze and saw a cartoon shark icon with the name 'Yvonne' on its head, along with longitude and latitude coordinates in the corner.
He appeared composed. If I hadn't seen the chat interface reflected in his glasses earlier, I might have believed him. Nick, you lied to me again.
I handed his phone back and casually asked, "Why did you name it Yvonne?" That woman's name was Yvonne Chadwick and he called her Yvonne.
Nick's pupils contracted as he carefully studied my expression. Seeing no change in my demeanor, he let out a subtle sigh of relief, "When I first adopted it, it liked swimming south, so I gave it that name."
I kept ask, "When did you adopt it?"
"Three or four months ago," he answered. So, it had already been that long.
He clearly didn't want to dwell on the topic. "If you are interested, I can help you adopt one too. Watching it occasionally is quite stress-relieving."
Stress-relieving, was that his excuse for keeping another woman? I didn't respond to him. Turning away, I couldn't help but bend over slightly.