Before he could think more, Tinsley came inside, opening the door of his study and she never would knock to let him know that she was coming in.
"Tinsley?"
She did not say anything and closing the door behind her, walked up to him. He closed his laptop and stood up, coming to the other side of the table.
"I told you I would come at eight sharp or close."
He said and she gave him a blank look, sitting down on the sofa before him, crossed-legged, hands folding.
"You have something to say?"
He questioned. She still remained silent, peeking at him. And he knew that a storm was incoming anytime by then.
After all, his wife had a temper and was stubborn as fuck. He knew that whatever that was bugging her, she was not going to let it out that quickly.
Was it about Ava again?
She had been nagging about how their Ava dolly was too naughty and did not like to share almost anything with Adella.
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