Louis looked me over carefully, and after confirming that only my face was injured, he breathed a sigh of relief:
"Cathy, why don't you know what's good for you? You should be thankful that you were only disfigured. So many people died in this accident, and many more are lying in the ICU with broken bones. I was just helping Michelle take care of dogs, and you're picking on me again, aren't you?"
"I appreciate your kindness. I know that you and Michelle are innocent. You are just the father of the two dogs, and Michelle is the mother."
"I understand that your relationship is limited to this, and we won't argue about that again."
After I finished speaking, his phone rang again.
The special ringtone is exclusive to Michelle.
I made a gesture of "go" to him: [It must be the dogs calling you, go for it!]
This was the first time I took the initiative to let him go towards Michelle. Louis answered the phone with great displeasure and slammed the door and left.
The aftershock of the door made my scapula ache faintly.
I faintly heard him scolding me for being a troublemaker again.
Oh, he is so difficult to please.