Chapter 80

CHAPTER 80

Abigail was seated on the sofa in her and Marcus's large living room, scrolling through tweets and posts.

"Is my breakfast ready, Abigail?" Marcus asked from inside the room.

Abigail rolled her eyes and checked the food delivery app on her phone. It showed that her delivery was just a minute away.

"It'll be ready in a minute!" She answered back.

"Where the hell is my phone?" Marcus's voice sounded nearer to the living room.

"Come on, come on," Abigail said, tapping her foot on the floor impatiently.

Just then there was a knock on the door and she rushed to get it.

"It's about time!" She said to the delivery man and snatched the package from him. She quickly took the plate of meatloaf out of the paper bag and placed it on the table.

"Have you seen my phone around?" Marcus walked into the living room, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeve.

"Yeah, it's on the sofa," she squeezed the paper bag and quickly tossed it to a corner. "Someone named Enzo hasn't stopped calling you."