In the Room.
Chad Yakov, who was about to turn into a statue on the sofa, had his Facial expression darken little by little as time passed.
"Victoria Gibson, it's been almost three hours. Are you planning to take all your Bones apart to wash one by one during your shower tonight?" Unable to bear it any longer, Chad Yakov tossed the Magazine in his hand aside, shot to his feet, and walked over to the Bathroom.
One minute, at most one minute.
If she still didn't come out, he was going to kick the door in!
"I take my shower slow. If you're sleepy, just go to sleep first, don't wait for me." Victoria's Voice came from inside the Bathroom.
Crisp and decisive, not affected by his anger in the slightest.
Very good, she was doing it on purpose.
She clearly knew what he wanted to do, yet she was deliberately hiding in the Bathroom refusing to come out.
Did she think that like this, he'd have no way to deal with her?
