Not Married Means There's Still a Chance
Fiona McNamara looked at Cynthia, finding her more pleasing and likable the longer she looked. Unfortunately, Cynthia's status was not something they could aspire to. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
However, Steve McNamara noticed this and quickly took out a small thermos from his pocket, "Feeling unwell again? Have a sip of hot red wine."
"What red wine?" Fiona's eyes revealed a hint of melancholy, and she sighed softly again, "It's a heart ailment for me."
Upon hearing this, Steve's face changed abruptly, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Heart discomfort?!"
Fiona replied, "..."
"Honey, don't look at me like that," Steve felt uneasy facing Fiona's expressionless look.
"Your son is almost twenty-four this year, and you, as a father, are not paying any attention for is happiness!" Fiona sighed helplessly.
"Is it because of this?" Steve said, "Aren't you recently looking for a suitable girl from a good family? Do you have someone in your mind?"