Myra stormed out of the house with Jason hot on her heels. "Myra, wait up," he called out, but she was too angry to listen.
Peter was leaning against his car when they got outside and as Myra stormed down the stairs, Jonas decided to stay out of it and watch from a safe distance.
"What are you doing here?" Myra asked through gritted teeth.
"I'm here for you darling, how're you doing?" Peter made to pull her into an embrace but she dodged.
"What part of 'we are over' don't you understand? Why do you keep stalking me?"
"Baby, can we go in and have this talk over some dinner." He replied with a smile.
She scoffed in disbelief. "What makes you think I want to have dinner with you?"
"Where do you wanna have it?" Peter ignored her statement and placed his arms over her shoulders. "Should we head to a restaurant, for a couple dinners?"
