My wife turned her head and saw me, her face instantly turning pale.
"What are you doing here?"
I snorted and said, "I came to see what you, my good daughter, have been doing behind my back!"
People present had a heated discussion.
"Is he the father of this woman? He looks too young to be her father."
"Something doesn't seem right. This woman has a gloomy look. She must have done something wrong."
My wife gritted her teeth and wanted to speak several times, but she ended up lowering her head in guilt when faced with my stare.
The man thought I was really her dad and walked up to me with a smile, saying, "Hello, Mr. Parker."
I wanted to laugh. My wife was indeed a player.
"Laura Parker, he called me Mr. Parker. What do you think I should respond?"
Laura lowered her head and took a long time to say something.
"Let's talk about it when we get back. I know I shouldn't have picked the rose. Pay it for me, and I'll explain it to you later."
She still refused to reveal our relationship to the public.
At the same time, she deliberately mentioned the rose-picking incident, making everyone think that I was angry because of that.