Chapter 41

Warren's POV

I was silent at the whole time that we were eating our lunch. As usual, the foods were expensive and delicious, cooked by our personal chef.

Mom and Ivy continued talking to each other throughout the time that we were eating. They never lose their own topic of conversation. I zoned out most of the time that we were eating.

Ivy would constantly look back at me and ask me questions where I would pretend that I was interested. Mom would get mad and give me her long speech if she saw how bad I treat Ivy.

It feels like Ivy was her real real daughter and I was her undeserving future son in law.

I just wish that this whole thing would be over so I could go back to my penthouse and be by myself.

I thought we were free to go home after lunch, but mom held back Ivy to continue their conversation in the living room while sipping tea.

They always talk everyday, but they look like friends who hadn't met each other for five years.

If I could, I