"It's 12 am at night. Where were you till now?" She asked me as I tiptoed to our bedroom and sat on the chair.
"Office," I said hastily. I opened my laptop to complete the next chapter.
"Your office ends at 5 pm and you want me to believe that you were at office till 11:30?" She puts her hand on her waist and inquired.
"Yeah."
"Well, what were you doing?" She maintained a still expression of anger on her face.
"I was writing," I said and opened the MS-Word document. I started typing briskly.
She left the room without replying and I just stared at her back until it disappeared.
Ten minutes later, there was a coffee mug on my desk.
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