Are you crying?

With that being said, Matthew didn't waste a second as he stood up from his seat. When he got back on his feet, he turned to his mother who looked up at him in amusement. Vivian's brows raised, silently asking him 'what, my son?'.

"I have a date. We will be having a picnic in my office. Please, don't disturb." Blunt and direct as ever, Matthew informed her as he knew how meddlesome his mother could be.

"Oh, son, how nice~" Vivian chuckled, covering her lips by the back of her hand. "What a unique date you'll be having." She commented, slowly looking up at him. "Of course, I won't." She reassured, an inexplicable glint flashing across her eyes which told him that her last remarks were unreliable.