Chapter 187
Scott walked back into the living room, and sighed when he couldn't find Mitch. He calmly walked upstairs, knowing Mitch was snooping in their room. But what he didn't expect, was to walk in on Mitch talking on the phone.
Scott tilted his head a little, but didn't say anything. Mitch spoke into the phone, his back to Scott. "No, I know that, Sir. I'm asking about a baby." Scott hurried to get to him, grabbing his upper arm and pulled him back. "Mitchell..." He warned. Mitch hung up the phone and tossed it over to their bed. "I'm sorry. I'm... I'm really sorry." Scott glanced at their bed. "Who were you talking to?" "Um... No one." Scott closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his grip on Mitch's arm tightening. "Mitch... I have had it with your attitude today. I haven't reprimanded you at all, but I should've. So just fucking talk to me." "It was... Um. Your dad..." Scott's eyes opened immediately. "What?! Why?!" "To ask about your child!" Mitch shouted back. Scott's eyes

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