I don't want you to be my father
Spencer nodded and leaned back in his chair. He felt sick when he saw the bowl of kidney pie in front of him, so he drank another glass.
“Your father knows everything about my family, so certainly knows I was arrested because of fighting,” His voice became shaky. Then he buried his head in his palm for a few moments to calm down before raising it again.
“He poured a fifth glass of wine for himself. Aria snatched the bottle from his grasp, poured herself a glass, and drank it one gulp.
“Did he say anything else?” She asked. Aria felt her blood rush into her brain like boiling water. Her voice became cold, but Spencer was so dizzy that he didn’t notice it.
“He said he doesn’t mind you dating boys, but he doesn’t like me!”
Spencer swayed a few times and appeared to be about to fall. Seeing that Aria snatched Spencer’s glass from his grasp as he closed his eyes and fumbled with it on the table. She drank the glass for him, followed by two more. Her pale face had also turned red.
“Please ca
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