Listening to the conversation between the father and son, Eileen could feel that Brad and Luke had become much closer. The boy wasn't scared of his father anymore.
She was relieved.
As he heard the beeps from the other end o f the phone, Luke’s face darkened.
He had just sent Brad over, but she took him to another man's home.
She was quite fast.
Rage bubbled inside him.
Luke took a deep breath to relax and cool down. He sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened, turning on the TV, which was showing a football match.
This was always the most attractive to men. He stared at the screen, very calmly.
After a while, Luke sat up with a jerk.
He took his cell phone and called Brad. " Have you gone home yet?"
"No.”
Brad was eating hot pot, his mouth full and his speech slurred. "I'm eating hot pot. It's s o delicious."
Luke gnashed his teeth, saying flatly," Hurry home. You have to go to school tomorrow. You must go to bed before ten o'clock. It's already nine thirty."
Brad seemed to have burned his mouth, exclaiming.
Luke could hear it clearly on the phone. As he was about to speak, Eileen's voice came over, "If you have nothing else to say, I'll hang up now." "Wait, what happened to Brad?"
"He broke a bowl," she answered evenly.
"He has to be in bed before ten o'clock. It's already nine forty, he should go home and rest," he repeated.
Eileen responded, "It's Saturday. There is n o school tomorrow. It's okay to stay up late occasionally. I know what I'm doing. Gotta g o."
The beeps rang out again. Luke gripped the phone, his chest slightly heaving.
Since the divorce, she had changed drastically, even worse than before.
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