NovelUpdateChapter 490 Marcus hadn't expected McNeil to show up, but he didn't seem the least bit awkward-in fact, his eyes flashed with open challenge.
"So, Mr. Langford, you and Vicky are pretty close, huh?" He asked the question even though he already knew the answer, a hint of jealousy sharpening his tone.
Now that the divorce was final, the only thing tying him and Victoria together was their daughter. They weren't even friends, let alone a couple. He hadn't invited McNeil along for lunch, so McNeil's sudden appearance felt as subtle as a spotlight on a quiet stage.
McNeil's lips curled into a smirk, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I thought you were always swamped, Mr. Green. You never seem to have tfor a drink with friends, but suddenly you're free now?" Did he not hear Gwyneth call out "Daddy"? Or did he just choose to ignore it? Standing there in front of his ex-wife, her child, and her ex-husband, did he not feel even the slightest bit out of place? Marcus shot him a dry smile. "Right back at you. Haven't seen much of you these past six months. You barely show up at the office. Aren't you afraid it'll all fall apart?" The two former friends volleyed barbs across the table. Gwyneth and Max glanced back and forth between them, unsure what to make of any of it, until finally Gwyneth piped up, her little-girl voice cutting through the tension.
"Daddy, are you and Mr. Green fighting over Mommy?" Both men fell abruptly silent.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVictoria's gaze was icy as she looked at McNeil. "Did you need something?" McNeil dialed back the hostility, focusing on business. "I need to stop by Dad's later and bring Gwyn. Chris and Celia will be there too-he wants to see his grandchildren." He was speaking to Victoria, but his eyes never left Marcus.
Marcus took a sip of his wine, setting the glass down with deliberate calm. Not a flicker of irritation crossed his face.
"Yay! We get to go to Grandpa's!" Gwyneth bounced in her seat, then turned to McNeil. "Daddy, can Max ctoo?" Max, ever the perceptive one, sensed the tension right away. "I'd better not," he said quickly. "My uncle and I have plans later." Max had picked up on the bad blood between his uncle and Mr. Langford. The way Mr. Langford looked at him, it was almost murderous.
And besides, Gwyneth called Mr. Langford "Daddy." So, Mr. Langford and Aunt Victoria-they were the real couple, weren't they? Did that mean his uncle had just lost out in love? He knew his uncle too well. The more Marcus pretended not to care, the more it actually bothered him.
"Oh. Okay." Gwyneth was clearly disappointed. She'd hoped Max could cover to play.
Before Victoria could say a word, McNeil was already standing up.
"It's getting late. Let's go." Victoria shot him a bewildered look.
McNeil glanced at her, voice low. "Dad likes to nap after lunch. We need to get there before he finishes eating, or he'll be cranky." He looked at Victoria again. "You know how he is once he asks, I'm not exactly in a position to say no." "Vicky, since your dad wants to the kids, you should go. We can reschedule," Marcus said, finally breaking his silence so as not to appear rude.
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McNeil had already scooped Gwyneth into his arms, reaching out his other hand for Victoria. No matter how she tried to pull away, he wouldn't let go.
The restaurant was crowded, and with the three of them-plus two et felt like every eye in the place was on them.
strikingly good-looking childMcNeil shot Victoria a warning look and spoke softly. "Either walk out withlike an adult, or I'll carry you out myself." Mortified, Victoria's face flushed scarlet. She turned to Marcus apologetically. "Sorry. Rain check?" McNeil snorted under his breath. As if there would be a next time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey had barely stepped out of the restaurant when Marcus's phone buzzed. It was Garrison Green-his father.
He hadn't heard from Garrison in months. The two of separate lives/anthem ledom rarely interfered with each other. He hesitated, then picked up.
"Marcus, have you lost your damn mind? Of all the women in the world, you set your sights on a married one?"
Garrison almost never swore-especially not using language not using te that insulted Marcus's own mother.
He must be furious. McNeil, well played-dragging my father into this just to keepfrom seeing Victoria.
Marcus pressed his fingers to his brow, half exasperated, half amused.
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