How could anyone have a proper romantic relationship when the one asking for a favor was so cold, with an edge of threat in his tone?
Morrison felt indignant, but Bert's offer was far too tempting. He couldn't bear the thought of Lilian, pregnant, having to do a promotional shoot for Bert. So he excused himself from his friends, got in his car, and headed straight to Bert's house.
Fortunately, he hadn't gone far. Morrison had deliberately chosen a gathering spot close to Bert's home, making it easy to pick up Lilian after dinner. True to schedule, he arrived within fifteen minutes.
Lilian had been planning to introduce Catherine to Morrison, but before she could, Morrison pulled Lilian close and introduced himself to Catherine instead.
"Hello, Miss Channing. I'm Morrison, Lilian's husband."
"Hello, Mos…"
Catherine gave a faint smile in greeting, but inside she was puzzled—how did Morrison know her last name was Channing? Even Lilian hadn't known her before.
