Chapter One Hundred Forty

Macy knew something was wrong. During dinner, everything was awkward. Andrew may be smiling and chatting with Marcus but nothing more than that. He even looked at her with a strange look. A little different before she went to meet Hani. In addition, she also felt strange when the man let her go without many questions.

Well, maybe not something strange, but still feels different. And it might have something to do with the phone. Maybe David talked to Andrew about their conversation earlier at the picnic. There were so many possibilities that she wasn't sure.

She sighed and smiled at Marcus. She stroked her son's head affectionately.

"Good night, sweetheart."

The boy smiled. "Good night, mommy."

Macy then turned off the room light and left the lamp on the nightstand still on. She left the room by closing the door slowly. She walked towards the living room afterward. Andrew was back on the veranda, a glass of wine in his hand.