Ezra sneered when he opened the file.

There were all kinds of materials about different women and their pictures.

Ezra sensed his father was going to talk with him about women, but it did not occur to him that the whole thing would become so urgent like he had to make a choice today.

But Ezra was not vexed, instead, he was leafing through while muttering, "This one's too fat."

"This one's nose seems too high to be real."

"This one's too short."

"This one's leg is not pretty."

"I know this one, but she used to look different. Has she had plastic surgery?"

"This one's so ugly, and you picked her? Your taste's not so good."

"That makes sense. Look around you. You are surrounded by not-so-good women, except my mother."

While scrutinizing the documents, he sarcastically criticized his father as well, which almost sent his father faint again.

Roman was finally getting better without his son's presence, but now he was pissed off the moment he came in.

"If you are not satisfied with my taste, you might as well choose yourself." Roman ridiculed.

Ezra closed the file, threw it casually onto a table nearby, and answered in a desultory manner, "It's not like I haven't chosen one. But they all ended badly."

"Maybe it was something in my gene that forbade me to settle down with someone."

the insinuation, and gritted his

decent and righteous. I cannot bear to see young

on the verge of breaking

word Ezra said aimed to stab his father in the heart. The subject could

last, he said resignedly, "Fine,

up." As much as he looked down upon Maisie's background, he would not care that much provided that Ezra liked her and was willing to marry her and that they

condition hardly allowed

in the hall.

faced with his father, Ezra said carelessly, "Who told you I

like a woman so poor and

should think I would

Roman was rendered speechless.

stay away from Ezra, and said some

was still hale and hearty at that time, of

Roman wanted them to be together, his dear son told him that it was just

his finger at

would they live in

met Ezra, he was pissed

while saying, "It isn't the eighties. Women are

him. But he continued, "Your daughter, Ruth, had a son, didn't she? And she and her husband are willing to name their son Cantillo, aren't they? Why don't you grant

growled, "What do you know? They will never be a true

"If you insist, I'm afraid I can't help

exiting, he noticed a nurse hurriedly slipping away, the way

Mrs. Cantillo's men who were told to spy on him and his father. Well, Mrs. Cantillo really could not let go

son first and went to prepare

she was about to drive to the hospital, someone called. It was from the hospital, saying that David broke his wound due to his fighting with other people,

almost blacked

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