Jonathan didn't even need to look, for he could recognize the person by her voice.
Sure enough, a young lady strutted out on her high heels before giving Jonathan a disdainful look. “Where is your electric scooter? Did you lose it?” she inquired.
“It's none of your business!” Jonathan wasn't in the mood to yak with her.
“How dare you talk to me that way?” the young lady demanded with a scowl. “Josephine, won't you discipline your dirt poor boyfriend? Look how rude he is!”
“What do you want?” Josephine finally lost it after having to endure the lady's insults for the entire day.
“What do you mean?” The young lady put on a well-practiced pout. “I'm doing this for your sake, Josephine. You shouldn't fall for the same trick twice. Haven't you suffered enough after marrying a penniless loser back then? Now that he's missing, you got yourself another penniless loser? What else is he good at, except for boasting about himself? I don't understand why you fell for them!”