Christopher was stunned for three seconds. Suddenly he rushed over and grabbed my pillow and comforter. "You have made up your mind, haven't you?" he asked me coldly.
I shrugged indifferently and asked, "Or what?"
Christopher, in a fit of rage, threw the pillow and quilt back on the sofa. "Alright then. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. Go back to your bedroom!"
I gave him a look and didn't want to talk to him, so I turned right back to the bedroom and said, "By the way, I'll go to work tomorrow!"
What can I even do if Vincent had asked me to work? I can only agreed. Since my mind is made up, I should at least inform Christopher.
Christopher was stunned to hear this. Suddenly he said coldly, "Sure, but you'll have find a position for Naomi!"
When I heard that, I was a little annoyed. What did he mean by that? He locked me up at night and even wanna keep an eye on me during the day?
"What do you mean? Get Naomi to keep an eye on me?" I turned around and yelled at Christopher.