Lisa's POV

"What are you doing here, Johnny?"

The door was flung open and Johnny's speech was cut short by that question. He immediately froze and looked short of ideas. I could understand him. He was sitting right in front of a woman and had his wife bearing down at him with a look capable of killing a man. Not many men could handle that. Johnny didn't seem to me like he could.

"Good day, Mandy. I'm"

"Save the greetings for now," she rudely cut in. "I'll get to you soon." Turning to Johnny she glared at him and said, "Why would you meet you with this woman without letting...