"Did you drop them off? Did you wait for them to get in the car?" Lilian asked her grandson.
Marcel was silent for a moment. Ah.. he forgot that he had to wait for the four girls until they got into the car. He swore inwardly and shook his head slowly.
"Good grief Marcel. Why could you be so rude? Didn't I tell you that you should treat women well? At this rate, how could they see you as a suitable man to be their husband?" Lillian grumbled while sighing many times.
"Grandma, stop telling me to find a partner. I'm too young to get married. Also, they're grown women, not children to be watched over. Waiting for them to get into the car is unnecessary and just makes me look stupid." Marcel said while releasing his handbrake to start the car.
But Lilian stood her ground. She shook her head steadily, "A man who treats a woman like a princess won't look stupid. That's what makes him look like real a gentleman."
