Natalie hit Sean more than a dozen times in a row. Finally, the pent-up tension in her whole being was spent and she felt relieved. She put down her bag, pointed at the woman facing her, and asked Sean with a cold icy tone, “Go ahead and tell me who she is!”
Before Sean could open his mouth, the woman banged on the table and stood up. “I would like to know who you are! The moment you entered, you started to beat my blind date. Isn’t that going too far?”
“Blind date?” Natalie’s face turned pale as if she had been traumatized and her body shook. She took two steps back, held her chest, and looked at Sean sadly. “Sean Thompson, you ba*tard! We have been married for so long and our child is so grown up. How dare you go on a blind date! You…I will kill you!”
At that, Natalie took up her bag and started to beat him again.
Not expecting her second attack, Sean picked up the menu from the table and tried to block off her blows.
Connor remembered his part, too. He glanced around and started crying, “Boo hoo hoo, bad Daddy, you don’t love Mommy or me anymore. Boo hoo hoo…”
Instantly, the private room was filled with the sound of beatings, cries for mercy, and a child crying. That was complete pandemonium.
Unable to tolerate the noise anymore, the woman stood up and stamped her foot. “Are you done?”
At this, Natalie stopped beating Sean who put down the menu and Connor stopped bawling.
There were no tears on the Connor’s face. He only made the sound of crying.
The two adults and the child looked at the woman.
The woman’s chest was heaving violently and she trembled as she pointed at Sean. “Are you married?”
Sean pushed back his lopsided glasses. “I’m sorry I lied. I got married five years ago. This is my wife and that is my kid.”
He put one arm around Natalie and the other one on Connor’s head.
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