Leaving His House

A familiar ringing tone rang disrupting their conversation briefly.

"I hope you understand now. Have a nice weekend. And just so you know, I had no fever." Cade said, looking at the direction of the door where Jessica was standing with bloodshot eyes.

Cruz and his friends also traced the sound of the ringing phone towards the door and Cruz's knee went weak as he saw Jessica shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

"F*ck!" Cruz exclaimed with clenched teeth and fist.

"Game Over!" Daniel chuckled before slumping into the couch.

"Guess I'm riding a Ferrari outta here!" He added, still chuckling.

"Daniel! Can you just be serious for once in your life?" Micheal asked with crinkled nose and curled lips.

"What? Should I sympathize with her? She was going to find out sooner or later. Cruz is the only unlucky one here because he didn't get to shoot his shot after putting on an act for so long, he is the one we are supposed to sympathize with." Daniel made his point known and the sat