Charles is once again witnessing just how hopeless Adrian is.
"What do you keep looking at, President?" he asked but only after he already threw the ball in his direction.
Since Adrian wasn't looking, the ball ended up smacking him straight in the face. The throw had been a little too hard that it made him take a couple of steps back. Wincing, Charles quickly uttered an apology.
"Sorry, Sir. I didn't know you're still not finished staring at Ma'am Cassidy…" he said, though he sounded somewhat half-hearted.
"But with all due respect, I just must say this – if I were Asher, I would've already called you an annoying leech."
Adrian growled under his breath while he rubbed his cheek. He picked up the ball from the ground before shooting Charles a glare.
"And if you were Asher, I would say that I could stare at Cassidy as long as I wanted to. She's my wife, after all. Unlike certain people, I actually admit my feelings," he huffed.