Marcos frowned slightly and had to loosen his hand.
Nancy hung up the phone timely and finally let out a sigh of relief.
Paul got rid of Marcos, flew at Nancy, and snatched the phone in her hand away. He had to teach the lad a lesson.
"Paul Burnett, you know why... Why does Clark hate you? You... always frighten him, threaten him! You're... not qualified... to be a father!" Nancy panted and said while jumping up to snatch the phone.
Paul stopped suddenly. Nancy's words stabbed into Paul's heart like a knife.
Nancy rebuked him, "Did you just hear your son's mind? He wants anyone to be his father except for you."
"I heard it!" Paul yelled, "You don't need to remind me again and again!"
"Then can't you take a good look at what you did wrong?"
"What did I do wrong?" He hummed coldly, pointed at Nancy's nose, "You climb on the men's bed like a rutting bitch. Do you think you're a good mother? Stupid! Slutty! Shameless!"
