Chapter Fifteen- Heartless Philanthropist!

Mum dialled dad's phone number a couple of times, before he finally picked up. That's my dad for you! He'll never pick up, unless you called more than twice, to show that it was really concerning to you, the reason why you were calling.

Most atimes because he was busy, other times because, perhaps he didn't just want to speak with anyone at the time.

Mum should have know his pattern already, but she still insisted on calling him over and over, until he finally decided to pick up.

After a few more attempts, dad finally did pick up.

"Hello Johnson!" My mum greeted, immediately my dad picked up the call.

"Hi Liya! What's it?" Dad replied, with a husky tone.

This got me thinking.

'Why couldn't he at least, ask about how she was faring? Is he this indifferent and heartless?'

Well, I should mind my business, maybe.

Mum heaved silently and said,

"Why did you do what you did? Why Johnson? Why?" She asked, pain stinging in her eyes.

"What did I do?" He asked, nonchalantly.

"What?! You mean