MIZAGH'S POV“Daddy, why are you not moving your food?” biglang tanong sa akin ni Fynn.I sighed heavily, unable to drag my eyes away from Fern—and the bastard sitting right beside her.‘Yan na ba ang bagong lalaki niya?I wanted nothing more than to march over there, drag him away from her, and beat his face until it was unrecognizable. My fingers curled into a tight, aching fist underneath the table.“Dad?”Nakasimangot akong bumaling sa anak ko. “Son, did you set this up?”Fynn raised an eyebrow, putting on a picture-perfect look of innocence. “Obviously? As much as I want to be with you, Dad, I want my mom to be happy!”My brow furrowed. “Happy? Do you think this setup makes me happy?”“C’mon, Dad. Are you not happy to be with me?”“Of course I am. Pero bakit kailangan may ka-date pa ang Mom mo? On the same day and at the same place? Is this really what you wanted?” mahinang tugon ko sa kaniya.I didn’t want to raise my voice at him, but I was losing control. Kumukulo na dugo ko.
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