“Come on, babe. We gonna be late” Isla flung her towel on the bed.

She just got out of the bathroom after a fresh wash and was pressuring her boyfriend, Alec.

The towel landed clearlessly on gloomy Alec who was sitting on the bed with his head buried on his laptop screen.

Alec growled softly and flung the towel off his legs. Straight up, it landed on the floor and he left angrily to the bathroom.

Isla scoffed, unaware of Alec's absence.

“The Wilsons must be thinking highly of ...