"You do not have to thank me son. I should have known your mother would bother you today when she did the same to me last night," Phillip sighed. Sometimes he wished that he could just tie Taryn up somewhere so she would stop causing trouble.
"Your mother does not know what is good for her. She continues to bring unnecessary trouble for herself.".
Phillip was exasperated. Taryn was more like a thorn in his flesh nowadays. He could not handle her anymore.
"What did she do again?" Iker asked. Judging from his father's tone, it meant that his mother had also wearied him as well.
"Can you believe your mother did the unspeakable—"
Iker listened attentively, with the way his father was looking and talking, it meant that it was truly something very serious.
"She went behind my back and ignored my warnings by performing the corroboration of refinement on Ian's sheets," Phillip sighed.
Iker gasped, he could not help himself, what he just heard was far from shocking.
