'This man...'
Annabelle Linton couldn't help but laugh when she heard him. Pushing him, she said, "Come on, get up, or you'll be late."
Leona Grant hugged her, said nothing, and drifted back to sleep.
'Just how tired is he?'
Annabelle Linton didn't know what to do.
She remembered his video conference last night. He had discussed a lot of things, and it seemed he had a packed schedule today. He absolutely had to go into the office.
She decided to try waking him a few more times.
The moment Annabelle Linton moved, Leona Grant hugged her tighter, his voice a little hoarse. "Don't go. Let me hold you for a little while."
She gave a helpless smile and said softly, "It's time for you to go to work."
Leona Grant opened his eyes, still holding her, and said pitifully, "What should I do? I don't want to go anymore..."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Stay with my wife..."
Annabelle Linton was speechless. "Leona Grant, do you know what you're acting like right now?"
"What?"
