Marilyn seemed to just realize it and said with a smile, "Mr. Lowe, I almost forgot. I don't work on Saturday."
Malcolm also smiled. "Me too. So we're all free on the weekend. Then let's meet on Saturday evening!"
Marilyn could not find a reason to refuse.
It was not easy for her son to help her find an excuse, but luck didn't help her.
After all, it was Saturday.
"Alright then." She could only nod in resignation.
At this time, Julian had already come over in his car.
"Malcolm, Ms. Chapman, Dominic, get in the car!"
Malcolm took the suitcase from Marilyn and walked to the car.
Marilyn thought that Malcolm was different from what she heard. At least, he was very nice to her.
If Marilyn knew the reason and knew of Malcolm's cruel means, she would never have imagined that Malcolm would be so gentle.
Maybe only Marilyn could see Malcolm being like this.
They got into the car. Malcolm did not sit in the front but sat behind with Marilyn and her son.
Through the rearview mirror, Julian glanced at Malcolm, who was smiling from ear to ear.
Julian was shocked. Malcolm seemed to have been reborn.
Julian thought to himself, "Marilyn is really charming.
Others could see mountains, see the sea, and see everything in the world, but Malcolm was different. He could only see her.
When he was drunk, he would crazily call out Carolyn's name. He looked so painful.
Sometimes, he would be haunted by nightmares, and he seemed to have returned to that night and to the world without Carolyn. I couldn't even wake him up.
Only when the nightmare ended could he wake up. Every time he woke up, he was very painful and tired, and he blamed himself.
Marilyn, please be Carolyn!
In this way, Malcolm could live.
Because Carolyn is the malediction in Malcolm's heart.
Everything in the world can be obtained with effort. But when he is hopeless, no one can wake him up."
"Where are we going to eat?" Seeing that they did not speak, Julian felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, so he spoke up.
Malcolm said expressionlessly, "Drive Lynn and Dominic back first. Dominic is tired."
"Not going to eat?" Julian's voice was a little out of control because he was about to starve to death.
When he went on a business trip with Malcolm, he was always not full and could not sleep well.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Munoz. After we go downtown, we'll take a taxi back. You guys go and eat first." Marilyn heard the tone of Julian and she said apologetically.
Malcolm glanced at Julian and a sharp look flashed across his eyes as he thought sullenly, "What was Julian doing?"
The chill coming from the top of his head startled Julian. He smiled and said, "Ms. Chapman, you must be joking. I'm just surprised that we don't go to eat together. I will drive you and your son home. Besides, I am not hungry." Julian said against his heart.
He was starving!
Besides, if he wanted Marilyn and her son to get off halfway, Malcolm would have to peel him.
"Thank you!" Marilyn knew that he was hungry. From his tone, she knew that he was very unhappy.
But there was no other way. She had already gotten into his car.
What she said just now was just to be polite. It would be troublesome if she got off and took a taxi back.
Dominic glanced at his mother. In fact, he was not tired. He deliberately said that because he knew his mother did not want to go.
On the way, no one spoke.
Julian drove the car carefully.
Malcolm was thinking at this moment, "What should I do to make Lynn accept me in the shortest time?
How can my two children accept me soon?"
Marilyn ignored Malcolm and occasionally whispered a few words to Dominic, thinking about what to eat with Dominic tonight.
"Ravioli, or something else?"
Suddenly she had a flash of inspiration in her mind. She thought of the barbecue that she went to eat with Roland last time. Although she had met Debbie there, it wouldn't happen every time.
After finalizing everything, Marilyn heaved a sigh of relief.
An hour later, Julian parked his car outside Marilyn's apartment.
Marilyn smiled and said, "Mr. Lowe, Mr. Munoz, thank you. Go back and rest." After she finished speaking, she took her son out of the car.
Malcolm also got out of the car and took Dominic's suitcase out of the trunk.
Dominic looked at Malcolm's actions and warmed slightly to him.
"Thank you, uncle!" This time, he was not as indifferent as before, with a faint smile.
Malcolm gently rubbed his head. "You're welcome. Be good."
Malcolm said and looked up at Marilyn.
Marilyn was looking down at the phone, and a flash of disappointment flashed across his handsome face.
He turned around and got into the car. Julian drove off.
Marilyn was checking the route to the barbecue. When she looked up, she found that Malcolm and Julian had already left.
She looked at her son who had been looking at her and asked, "Dominic, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?" She knew her son very well. The look in her son's eyes clearly meant that he had something to say.
Dominic smiled, "Mom, don't you think that Mr. Lowe is different from what the rumors say?"
Marilyn immediately smiled, confident and beautiful, like a rose in full bloom. Her temperament made her very special, "Dominic, rumors can't be trusted, and sometimes the eyes will deceive you.
"Malcolm is the big shot of the business. People know him from magazines and gossip.
"Let's go home first. I will go out and buy you something delicious later."
"Okay!" Dominic looked in the direction where Malcolm left and narrowed his eyes. He wondered, "Didn't Mommy notice that Arturo and I look very similar to Malcolm?
Is that because Mommy doesn't know who our father is?"
She had been greatly hurt before, and her children had never mentioned their father in front of her.
As time passed, they did not want a father, so they did not ask about it.
However, when Arturo went back and told him about Malcolm, he got to learn something about Malcolm. When he saw Malcolm in the magazine, he was a little stunned. They two looked really like each other.
What was even stranger was that he found that in his grandmother's room, in the cardboard box under the bed, there were Malcolm's magazines and some gossip news. When he came here, he took a financial magazine with him and studied it on the plane.
When he saw Malcolm in person today, he felt that they really looked like each other.
Perhaps, subconsciously, her mother did not want to find their biological father.
Since his mother didn't want to, he could look for their father secretly.
At least, he wanted to know who he was.
Dominic's emotions were complicated. He could pretend to know nothing when he found his father. He always knew what his mother was worried about.