"Because she wanted nothing to do with me," Bernard replied, with his eyes on Marissa.

Marissa's eyes widened, and Bernard grinned.

"Am I a bad person for enjoying this?" He asked himself. He can't remember ever seeing her so meek or without a comeback.

"Why? How can someone want nothing to do with my son? He is a handsome, talented, and amazing guy. Why does she not want anything to do with you, boy?" Mr. Babalola bellowed in his loud voice.

Bernard shrugged with feigned helplessness: "She wouldn't tell."

"She must need her eyes checked; do you think she needs her eyes checked?" Mr. Babalola asked.

"I don't..."

"She is...