“Why do Gabriella and Mia take so long? Where do they actually go?" Max grumbled as he continued to stare at the door and the clock alternately.

　　“Do they purposely make me wait alone?” the man muttered as he couldn't decipher the furrowed brows. Something had stuck in his heart. "Or maybe, something happened out there and they don't tell me."

　　After pondering for a moment, Max finally reached his hand out toward the table. Afraid that the wound would open again, he pressed his stomach with the other hand.

　　"Tch, why did Gaby put my phone so far away?"

　　While grimacing, the man tried to slide his cell phone...