''What is the problem?'' Lily asked Harold. She did not have the slightest idea that Harold had not left the room, and that he was standing behind her.
''I am asking someone questions concerning my studies. Why did you slam the laptop shut like that? How rude,'' Lily ranted.
She looked at Harold disapprovingly because she didn't expect that he could ever do something as petty as that.
''I can answer your questions, Lily. What am I here for?'' Harold told and asked her.
Harold was obviously annoyed. His face contoured to show how upset he was that Lily came back from school and hurried to talk to another male, under whatever guise she used to make an excuse, it didn't matter. He was upset.
Lily had a small thought. He had to have been jealous for him to have acted the way he did. Harold's face had turned a pale pink. His cheeks lit up in what had to be the proof of intense jealousy. So she asked him.