A Wife Waiting for Him

I don't want to extend the awkward sensation between us, so, I flashed to the living area at the speed of light. When I got there, gramps was already waiting for me, partly furious.

"Get the car ready," he ordered.

For God's sake. If he is not Malia's grandfather, I might have kicked or punched him on the butt already. He had a bunch of security guards standing in the living area, yet he waited for me so he can ask me to do it.

"What are you looking at, huh?" he added. "that's the price for showing up late than I expected, you moron. Go. Hurry! We still have half an hour before the meeting."

Leaving no choice, I run outside and asked for the keys to the car. Because I got furious at the old man, I decided to drive for him despite my weary body. And I plan to make his heartbeats race with the speed of the car as the price for ordering me around.

Five minutes later, gramps kept on throwing up the second we landed in front of the building where the meeting is to