Marilyn looked energetic and lively from the bottom to the top, her eyes bright and clear. Now she was smiling at her son.
Dominic narrowed his eyes, which were bright and shiny. "That's great," he said.
He rarely saw Marilyn like this.
When Marilyn was happy, she was bright and beautiful, which was pleasing to the eye.
"Dominic, the rain stopped. Let's go home." Marilyn put down the cup and smiled.
"Alright!" Dominic stood up and glanced at the family of three.
When Marilyn went to the restroom, he also secretly took a photo.
He curled his lips into a smile and followed Marilyn out.
Nothing unusual had happened this night...
The next day, Marilyn took Dominic to the new home. Roland was a man quick in manner, so soon he helped go through all the procedures.
They could start the renovation. Marilyn checked her deposit in the bank and found it was just enough to pay for the house. Knowing that she didn't need to loan, Marilyn felt overjoyed, as if she bought the house for free.
Roland and Dominic had never seen her so happy before.
Marilyn really felt it was like a windfall.
But Malcolm was not happy at all, but very depressed for a day.
Because there was no excuse for him to see Marilyn and Dominic since he had spent a day with them yesterday.
The most infuriating part was Julian was actually not at home when he came back. So he got no one to share that good news.
Malcolm was lying on the sofa, staring at Marilyn's Line. Her profile was a smiling minion.
He spent the whole day browsing through Marilyn's updates and their chat records.
It wasn't until five o'clock that Julian returned with the takeout.
Malcolm glanced at him and quickly sat up from the sofa.
He looked darkly at Julian and asked, "Julian, where have you been last night?"
Julian rolled his eyes at him and said with dissatisfaction, "Malcolm, I'm just staying at your house temporarily. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you. I need to visit my parents on the weekend, okay?"
As Julian spoke, he put the food on the table and said, "You're already a grow-up, but I still have to offer you meals."
Although Julian complained, he still put the dishes on the table.
Malcolm watched him do this. Then instantly he forgot all unhappiness when he recalled what happened yesterday.
He said with a smile, "Julian, good news. I had a good day yesterday. Dominic was communicative."
Julian stopped holding his fork and cast a glance at Malcolm. He threw his fork on the coffee table and said helplessly, "Malcolm, are you deliberately showing off in front of me?
"You show off your affection in front of me every day.
"But I've been running around for you. Now I'm almost exhausted. Now that the real Lynn has returned, you're happy.
"No, I will also try to get drunk one day and see if I am as lucky as you."
Malcolm furrowed at his words. His deep gaze glared at Julian, his face cold.
His tone was cold and hard. "Julian, you better not copy that, or you'll suffer." He was not as handsome as Malcolm, okay?
Malcolm was proud of himself!
"Come on! Are you the only one who can do this? You selfish man!" Julian glared at him.
"You selfish man!" Malcolm roared.
Julian's face was cold and he did not say anything. He just stared at Malcolm.
Malcolm took a deep breath, pursed his lips slightly, and tapped the table with his slender fingers.
He roared, "Julian, do you have to make me angry every time? I just want to share with you the happy thing between my son and me."
"No..." Julian cried out in shock as he stared at Malcolm.
Malcolm looked at him even more darkly.
After a long while, he stammered, "Malcolm... Malcolm, you clearly know that I am jealous. Do you have to show off in front of me?
"My mother spent the entire afternoon nagging about my marriage when I went back. I couldn't hold it anymore!"
Malcolm smiled with a glare and pride.
"You weirdo! Why are you so lucky? Why do you have such a happy life?" Julian muttered in disbelief.
Malcolm giggled happily. In his life, when misfortune came, it also brought good things for him.
Looking at Julian's envious eyes, Malcolm felt a burst of pride in his heart. Finally, he could also show off in front of Julian.
Julian had never seen such a happy Malcolm before. He was overjoyed these days.
Julian looked at Malcolm and gave him a strange laugh, squinting at Malcolm from the corner of his eyes.
"Malcolm, this is the first time I've seen you so happy. Just laugh, but..."
"But what?" Malcolm's tone was not that happy, as he felt that Julian's following words would dampen his good mood.
Julian smiled evilly and said, "No matter how close you were with Marilyn, you were separated for eighteen years. Besides, in the past seven years, a man always stayed by her side when she was in the most difficult time."
Malcolm's eyes flashed, knowing that Julian was talking about Roland.
"Lynn won't be with Roland." His tone was faint, but also firm. He believed that Lynn only treated Roland as a friend.
He could see this.
His thin lips were tightly pursed and his edges were cold and hard. But sometimes feelings were strange.
Besides, he would not allow that to happen. He was the kids' father and Lynn could only be his.
Julian nodded and said, "Malcolm, I hope that as you wish. But from now on, you must treat Marilyn well. After all, feelings can change."
Julian straightened his body slightly and handed Malcolm the fork. He said, "Malcolm, you eat first! Marilyn is by your side, so no one can take her away!"
Malcolm glanced at him, took the fork, and started eating slowly. He felt not that happy now.
Julian narrowed his eyes and looked at Malcolm. It was really worrying. When Malcolm couldn't find Lynn, he was worried. But now he was more worried after finding her.
The world was full of pain, deception, and betrayal, which were what Malcolm feared the most.
"We come at the right time. You are both at home." Terence opened the door and came in, smiling like a playboy.
Sergio followed behind him.
Sergio was dressed in white casual clothes, radiant, and he rarely spoke. But his three good friends would understand him from his glance or movement.
Julian raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them. "Why are you here? And it's two of you?"
"It is the weekend today. I finally finished my work. So I bring delicious things to see the two of you. What? You don't want this?" Terence raised his eyebrows and looked at Julian with an expression as if saying that he would go home if they didn't want this.