Caesar hummed to a romantic tune as he pushed his bedroom door open. A smile danced at the corners of his lips. He began stripping off his clothes when suddenly the bedroom door flew open.
“Where have you been Caesar,” it was Sophia who came in and said angrily. Caesar took his time and placed his shirt on the bed.
“Good morning to you too Sophia,” he said and carried on with his thing. Sophia strode to him angrily.
“I waited for you all night…where did you go,” she was irritated with him, she came to see her man only to wait for him the entire night, and he was nowhere to be seen.
“I had some pending work,” Caesar replied and grabbed a towel from the closet. Sophia's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
“Work? Since when do you spend the night out, huh…where did you go?” By now her voice held rage that Caesar stopped what he was doing and came to face her.