Malcolm had just sat down when his phone rang. He glanced at the number and got up to answer the phone outside the door.
Arturo took a sip of water and shouted at Marilyn, "Mom, Laverne lost a tooth. Dominic said she was ugly. She cried for a while on the phone, asking me to avenge her."
After Arturo woke up, he suddenly remembered it. He felt he should tell his mother. After all, he did not have the courage to hit Dominic.
Marilyn looked up at Dominic and said with a smile, "Dominic, Laverne will be unhappy if you say that. You know her temper. When she comes over in a few days, she will quarrel with you."
Dominic smiled indifferently. When he thought of his sister, his eyes shone with a doting light.
"Mom, it's not my fault. Grandma took her to pluck her teeth in the morning. When she came back, she called me in the video and said that she was ugly. I just said that she was really right, and she fell out with me." He felt wronged.
The little witch was spoiled by their family.
Now he just fell into her pit.
He was aggrieved. At that time, he was competing with his master to solve the code.
He lost with just one call from Laverne, and he was very upset at the time.
Marilyn heard that and smiled, "Dominic, haven't you always spoiled your sister? Why didn't you this time?"
After she finished speaking, she turned and went to make ravioli while preparing the seasonings.
Dominic leaned against the sofa with his hands on his head. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "Mom, if I continue to spoil her, she will be lawless.
"On the first night, I came to Fielddell, she played in the community and beat up the little fatty who often bullied her.
"After Grandma found out about it, she brought some fruits and gifts to apologize to him, so the little fatty's family didn't fuss about it.
"Grandma didn't want you to be worried, so she didn't tell you."
Marilyn turned around with a serious expression. "Why did Laverne hit him?"
Although Laverne had a quick personality, she would not fight for no reason.
When Dominic heard this, he glanced at Malcolm who came back and said casually, "That little fatty kept calling Laverne a child without a father. Laverne got angry and beat him up. She even tore his mouth."
He did not expect that his little sister would have a heroic moment.
At that time, he was watching from not far away. She really vented his anger.
He had wanted to teach that little fatty a lesson.
Marilyn's face instantly became pale. Her hand holding the spoon trembled. Afraid that her emotions would be exposed, she quickly turned to make the ravioli.
She always felt guilty about not giving them a dad.
Hearing Dominic's words, Malcolm felt heartache like being hit by an invisible hammer. His face turned pale as well.
Dominic said it casually. But for Malcolm, it was so hurtful. He had lost his mother, so he knew how it felt.
He really wanted to tell Marilyn everything, but now was not the time. His mother had not been found. He did not dare to let Marilyn and her sons be targeted by Yvonne.
He did not have enough confidence to protect them. He had to counterattack Yvonne's actions in one go before he could truly heave a sigh of relief.
A sharp light flashed through his eyes. From now on, he would not let the four of them suffer anymore.
Dominic looked at his mother with heartache and said in his heart, "Mom, sorry!"
He said that to Malcolm on purpose tonight.
He had been watching the changes on Malcolm's face, and he seemed to be certain of something.
But he didn't have the courage to uncover it.
The strange atmosphere instantly filled the small and warm apartment.
Arturo widened his eyes and glared at Dominic. He didn't know why he mentioned their father in front of their mom.
He didn't think they had a father.
"Dominic, come and bring the ravioli to Malcolm." Marilyn's soft and gentle voice came from the kitchen.
Malcolm looked up at the busy figure in the kitchen. He walked over.
"Dominic, sit down. I'll go and take it." He strode with his long and slender legs, his every movement filled with elegance.
His gaze was deep and attractive.
Marilyn had already collected herself. She looked at Malcolm and smiled. "How can I have you personally come and take it?" He was a big shot in the business world. Now he was lowering himself to her small apartment. She was sometimes curious about what Malcolm was thinking.
Malcolm smiled arrogantly. At that moment, he had a unique evil aura. He said in a playful manner, "I don't see why you can't have me."
He looked at her, wild, strong, and dazzling.
He was overbearing and charming.
When Marilyn saw Malcolm like this, she didn't know if she was overthinking it, but she always felt that Malcolm was seducing her.
Perhaps this was a woman's instinct.
Whether she was narcissistic or just guessing, this feeling was very strong.
She shook her head and smiled. "No, I can't. I will be embarrassed." Her smile was gentle and warm.
"But I cannot see your feelings." He was smiling and unruly. In front of her, he could not help but indulge in his emotions.
Marilyn placed a plate of ravioli in his hands. "Mr. Lowe, you don't believe me. You can't let me dig out my heart for you to see, right?"
He smiled evilly and said in a softer tone, "Lynn, I can't bear that."
With that, he took the other plate of ravioli in her hand and turned to leave, leaving Marilyn with a mighty and elegant back.
His meaningful tone still echoed in Marilyn's ears.
Marilyn was slightly absent-minded, looking at Malcolm's back thoughtfully.
"Mom, can I eat chili?" Arturo asked.
Marilyn snapped back to her senses and looked at her son with concern. "Arturo, you'd better not. Jeannie has always told you to eat light ones. Don't eat chili."
"Okay." Arturo nodded in disappointment and added a bit of vinegar and soy sauce to his dish.
Malcolm asked, "Arturo, is it so hard to be an actor? You can't eat many things." He didn't want his son to be so aggrieved.
Arturo shook his head, "Malcolm, it isn't. Mommy said that I should eat less spicy food. It's not good for my skin and I may have pimples on my face."
Malcolm glanced at him. It was really difficult for him at such a young age.
Marilyn brought two plates of ravioli over.
A plate was placed in front of Dominic.
She then placed more ravioli on Malcolm's plate.