At this moment, the woman finally understood why, when faced with such an exceptional man, the women in the bar just watched from afar.
"Bad luck, turns out they're a pair of gays!" The woman cursed softly, then looked for a new target and swayed her hips over...
On the other side, after driving the woman away, Arnold quieted down again.
She sat there as if she didn't exist, not speaking to Mark, just quietly watching him drink glass after glass of alcohol.
After watching Mark drink an undetermined number of drinks, his phone started ringing.
Mark took out his phone and gently answered, "Hey, baby..."
"..." Arnold felt incredibly awkward.
No one knew what was said on the other end of the line, but a bitter smile appeared on Mark's lips.
Yet Mark showed no emotion, his voice calm and warm as he spoke softly, "Mm, don't worry, Daddy's fine."
After a while longer, Mark responded with another "Mm," then softly asked, "Baby, how are you, Daniel, and Mia doing?"
