"In that case, manage your time. Don't stay outside for too long," said Seira.
Devan didn't answer. The man then rose from his position.
"Mommy, why are you still here?"
"I was waiting for you to come home. I can't leave Byanca alone in this house," Mrs. Seira replied.
"Hmm, don't pay too much attention to her, Ma. Besides, I'm also not married to her," said Devan.
"No one knows what will happen tomorrow and in the future, Mom," he added.
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Seira squinted suspiciously.
"Remember Devan, your wedding date has been set. Don't do anything outside. Focus on Byanca, the future mother of your child," she added.
"It's getting late, you should go home," said Devan, changing the subject. Honestly, he was very lazy when it came to talking about Byanca.
"Don't change the subject, Devan. I am seriously asking you," Mrs. Seira replied.
