“The thunder frightened my wife. That’s all. Nothing to worry about.”
The woman glared at her husband.
The estate agent took out a handkerchief and dabbed his face. “Oh, that’s all? Good, good. I mean, good it was nothing more serious. I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone. Unless I can be of any assistance?”
The husband shook his head and smiled. “No, thanks. We’re happy to keep looking by ourselves.”
The estate agent nodded and left. He’d barely reached the stairs when the wife began berating her husband in Mandarin. He did his best to calm her down, but his efforts appeared only to antagonise her further.
She glanced back at the bed, and Charlie tugged the bedspread a little further down the mattress.