章 78: | Running Away

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 

After pouring the drink, I shot him a sideward glance. "That's very much unlike you, Dad. Drinking before noon."

"Oh, trust me, it's not the first time." He took a seat on one of the leather couches, rubbing his palm down his face. Then I notice how tired he looked with the bags of fatigue under his eyes. The old man was getting — well, old.

"Dad, are you okay?" I handed him his drink.

"What do you think? Our family is on the verge of a full-on war. My son is a walking time bomb because of some woman. And I have a nephew with the potential to be the next American psycho walking around the house."

I took a seat across from him. "You forgot having James as a future son-in-law."