Exes' Baggage And More

r of the apartment unit

depend on buying food from outside or take-out. Moreover, what is the use of a large refrigerator in his apartment unit if it is only filled with bottles of drinks and some snacks and fr

s really awkward, especi

whenever he is about to leave or return to the studio. Apart from the overall situation, Andrew

way or another. And maybe he should retaliate against his Agent for getti

at the wine bottle and a bouq

her and tell her you suddenly remembered an important appointment. Or... you can come, give this bottle

smiled faintly when he saw that

an sa

said A

sweetly at him. "Hel

Andrew could smell the food. He looked down again when Marcus grabbed his hand and pull

r making sure the door was closed, he followed the little

are the same size, Andrew feels that the apartment feels much more like a home than his own unit. It was probably becaus

ly pic

people in the photo -Macy, Marcus and a man wh

u like pas

earing as he approaches him from the kitchen area. Ah, Andr

feels like Mac

ot a picky eater." Then he handed the bottle of wine

bottle and the flo

nt," Andrew mutt

rsed himself for bringing up the problem that

turned to her son to escape the awkward

ow her to the dining table. She put the wine bottle on the counter along with the f

dish that had been all prepa

e misses

tle of wine. Andrew, being the gentleman that he nat

o it," he

Andrew. "I'm sorry if the dishes are too simple

y cousin, you have to be bothered like this. And again... maybe I should invite you to dinner for som

arelessness, but I should have been more careful not to touch anything. Everything on the tabl

ew can see, the Editor looks so calm right now. Maybe because the editor just thought that it was an accident that could happen at

p sound indicating that

e washed

wiggling his hands cheerfully with a smile

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haled s

tting with Andrew right now was not something she expected. Even

ave her apartment unit since that incident. With all the things that's going on, Macy thinks that

it, M

arcus is still not good with chopsticks, but her son has a stubborn nature. His mouth is now filled with

er son immediately turned to her. She just signaled for him to clean

t like it whenever someone is telling him what he shoul

son doesn't like it when Macy treats him like a baby in front

o was sitting in front of her

open a conversation. Sometimes, Macy will just talk to Marcus an

t talk direc

he Editor's

. Andrew glanced at her briefly then turned to Marcus who sighed and just resumed eating. The man

that this isn't something he could ask

o the dining table wi

to go to the prin

e any pr

nted the agreed amount. I have to go and solve the problem my

e to take you to daddy's house? If you want to go to d

emained

ay here," mut

gone for quite a while. Y

sely. Oh, he would not like the i

promise to be on my best behavior." said Marc

cus, we can't trouble Uncle Andrew. Besides, Un

?" Oh, the boy's question

ells Marcus that he can't be bothered. Maybe because he is still a stranger and the Editor doesn't want t

with this situation? The

nfirmed, Andrew Coangco is a weakling when it comes to a child's plea. "You can leave Marcus to me.

Macy, leaving with no choice

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side. Since Macy left, they spent their dinner together and Marcus suggested that they watch some movies aft

very often. He is not interested watchi

getting up. He walked to open several doors to find the boy's room. When he found it, th

emblance to his mom. Even though he can only see Marcus' father's face from the frame in the living room, he can tell that there is no resemblance at

st movie the boy watched. It's very late and the woman hasn't come back yet. It seemed the

ted film and replaced it with another movie. After choosing

glass before returning to t

t something he had planned. And even though he could return to

ne he bought often, but it wasn't that bad. He put the wine glass o

cated near the wine glass. He initially thought of contacting Macy and asked when she would be home. Bu

table next to the sofa. The Writer thought it was a pile of scrip

a draft of the manuscript out of the publishing offic

s at the top of the pile. His br

Dream of

istake – reading other writers' drafts, even without the editor's permission. But he

eceived a draft script with such a wide genre. Well, he knows that there are several publishing houses that accept any genre of script, especially if they have

ideration because they accepted

nted so badly to go home and lie down in his new soft bed. However, currently, he can only li

in and slowly he

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