Flint was forced to pause the kiss when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and glanced at the caller ID, which was his mother. Once again, his mother was looking for him while he was busy dating the woman he loved. He let out a heavy sigh and briefly spoke to his mother before she became even more worried.
Meanwhile, Larissa was still worried about her boyfriend, who might get scolded by his mother for staying out late at night. Even though Flint was an adult, why was his life still dictated by his parents? That was why she had always disliked Flint's mother, who had always controlled him throughout his adult life.
Seeing the expressionless expression on his handsome face, she hoped the conversation had gone smoothly. Now she didn't want to be selfish and let her boyfriend accompany her on a late-night date.
"Flint, how about we end our date today?" She hurriedly grabbed her sling bag.
His brow furrowed. "Why? The ballet performance isn't even over yet."
