"What do you mean by that question?" Blake looked straight at Marissa.
"I mean, being friends with you for a whole decade, I seriously didn't know much about you!" Her voice raised and it shocked Micky.
"Sis, calm down." Micky didn't think this was a right place for argument. "This is a hospital."
"Let's talk outside…" Blake suddenly reached for her hand.
Marissa pulled it right away, "Don't touch me!"
"Okay…" He surrendered. "Please, let's talk."
Marissa was quiet for a few moments. She was sending him a short glare then walked out of the room.
Immediately understanding her action, Blake followed from behind. He was not in a good mood either. Before he entered the room, Doma called him. His grandmother was faster in getting her hand on Henry. He couldn't get the reason why his grandmother was also searching for Marissa's father. For that reason, he was now in a bad mood.
