Chapter 103

Mario returned a little past 3:00 pm, which was unbelievable. Stacy was very concerned as he slumped on the couch, looking thoroughly dejected. "Mario, what's wrong?" She quickly set down the sweater she was knitting, moved closer to him, and touched his forehead, worried he had a fever. However, Mario was irritated and pushed her hand away. "Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Why bother?" But Stacy persisted and probed further. "It's precisely because I don't understand that you must tell me. What if I could help you?" She had a point. Though she may not have other abilities, she was excellent at dealing with tough situations. With this in mind, Mario sat on the couch and narrated the day's events concerning Wayne. As he was recounting, Hanson emerged from the restroom and overheard his remark. "Mr. Newman suddenly asked whether I knew Queenie. How could I confess to something so embarrassing? That stupid bitch isn't even qualified to be around him!" Hanson was abou