"How come you never told me of your new history teacher?" He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Timothy who remained quiet as he scoop his soup slowly.
"Timothy?" He called out again but then, this time around, he said in a husky voice, causing Timothy to tremble.
"He is not my history teacher and how do you expect me to tell you, when you will only ground me?" He snapped as he looked at Hughes.
"Ground you, you say? I am only trying to protect you, Timothy. Why can't you understand that? Is that difficult for you to understand, huh?" Hughes yelled at him.
"There you go again, dad. I am an adult and I can take good care of myself. Why are you this bothered about me?" Timothy scowled as he slammed the table, dropping his spoon in the table.
Hughes remained quiet for a while as he
