Dante came out of the room, glanced at Melvin and Alexa who was on the living room sofa. He chose to ignore it and turned to the kitchen while Joey came out to them.
"I'm going to the doctor with Dante. You guys go home..everything will be fine," said Joey with a reassuring smile even though there were still traces of tears in her slightly red eyes. The woman already looks elegant in a dark blue dress combined with a maroon blazer and wearing a small cream-colored branded bag and pinning some of her hair back.
"But I heard you two fought. How can you call it okay?" Melvin asked curtly, glancing occasionally at the kitchen where Dante was.
"We've worked it out, you don't have to worry," Joey replied.
"Then, are you going to tell mom and dad this?" asked Alexa.
"Don't tell them first. I will consult with the obstetrician first to find out if I can be fair in the Olympics or not," said Joey.
"Does Dante allow it?" Alexa asked again.
