"You're actually yelling at me?"
Nana Monty never dreamed that Jayden Maguire would yell at her.
Her face collapsed suddenly, she threw off his hand, turned around, went upstairs, and locked herself in the pitch-dark room.
After yelling at Nana Monty, Jayden Maguire also felt regret, but words spoken are like water splashed, they can't be taken back.
He sat blankly on the sofa, holding his head in agony.
He clearly knew that Nana was thinking of him, but he just couldn't swallow his pride and go upstairs to look for her.
In all the time they had been together, he had always pampered and cherished her, and had never been harsh to her.
Nana Monty was distressed, and Jayden Maguire was even more so.
He shouldn't have been harsh to her.
As night deepened, Jayden Maguire couldn't sit still any longer and stood up to go upstairs to apologize to Nana Monty.
The door was locked, he tried turning the handle a few times to no avail.
