He pulled out his phone and continued to message Summer.
"Summer, tell me the truth, is that old man your boyfriend today or not? He must have a wife at that age, right? Is it possible that you are being his mistress?"
The message went out and David stared at his phone screen.
The phone is silent.
David looked at the message he had sent and had another panic attack.
"Summer, why don't you send a message back? I know you're not like that, I must have misunderstood, right?"
"Summer, I shouldn't have speculated like that, you're certainly not like that."
"Summer, if I misunderstood you, why don't you say something?"
"Summer, why don't you answer my messages!"
"......"
David vented his emotions in his head, just to get Summer to pick up on him.
On the other end of the phone, Summer watched the phone on the dining room table vibrate incessantly with a speechless look on her face.
This man, is there any more?
She picked up her phone and edited a message.
"If you bother me again, I'll black you out."
She wanted to just black him out, but was a little reluctant.
I'm also afraid that the man will be endless.
Across the table, Sebastian poured her some juice and looked at his phone without asking more questions, but said with concern, "Tired?"
"Not tired."
Summer put down her phone and smiled towards Sebastian.
She was only in the early stages of pregnancy and didn't feel much.
But her father's concern warmed her heart.
"Tomorrow a good friend of mine is bringing his son to the vineyard for a wine tasting, would it be okay if you helped your father entertain his guests?"
Sebastian takes an elegant sip of his wine and asks Summer's opinion.
"No problem."
Summer readily agreed.
She knew that her father's close friends came over to play and it was his father who showed them off that he had found his biological daughter.
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