I sneered internally but kept a curious expression. "Which gym are you from, Mr. Garcia? I'm on break soon and want to start working out," I said.
Charles quickly took out a business card, but Eva shoved him aside.
She glared at me with hostility.
"You brat! You're too young to be thinking about men! If you want one, get your own and leave mine alone!" she said.
"Oh! So Mr. Garcia is your man? I'll be sure to tell Dad when he gets home," I said, satisfied.
I pulled out my phone and looked at the recorded conversation.
Eva's face turned pale.
After my dad found out about this, I thought he would return in a rage. I thought he would give Eva a harsh punishment.
But to my surprise, when my dad got home, he slapped Eva. Before he could continue, Eva dragged him into the room.
They came out a few hours later.
They had already made up. My dad looked very pleased.
He lowered his head and kissed Eva's flat stomach affectionately. He smiled broadly.
"I knew it! I was destined to have a son! Here he is, just before I turn fifty!" he said.
Huh?
I looked up and met Eva's smug gaze. Memories from my previous life flashed through my mind.