CHAPTER 184: CONFRONTING A STALKER

MARIE "Why are you still up, sweetheart?" My father came to join me in the kitchen, where I sat brooding. He stood behind me, his hands on my shoulder. "Because I want to talk to you," J said flatly. I looked up to see his expression. It wasn't the usual grin I knew. His face was expressionless. "Oh. I see." He smiled and walked to the corner of the kitchen. Seconds later, he was back with a kitchen stool. "Okayyy." He stretched the word. Heaving himself on the stool. He placed one hand on the kitchen counter and the other on his lap. " I'm all ears." "Why did you send someone to spy on me today?" I asked flatly. He was staring at him intently to gauge his expression. His face was brightened, and he looked clueless. He shook his head sideways. Laughing lightly "That is a very big accusation, my dear." His voice held no anger or malice, and this frustrated me. " That will be like stooping low." He said momentarily "So. no. I did not send anyone to spy on you." "Really?" I