[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives
Capa = Candidate Papa

"This kid's got trauma," Mark's mind was shocked.

Mark knew very well the meaning of Marcel's reflex movements which clearly showed a fear of violence. It was a big question mark in his mind.

Did Freya's husband hurt Marcel too?

That mean guy also hit his own son?

If true, Mark is very angry. How can there be such a bad man. He hurt the woman whose status is his wife and son who has the status of his son.

Crazy name that.

Ah .. It feels like Mark wants to take it right now. He's really mad. If only Ozan was nearby at this time, Mark would have beaten him all out.

"Don't be afraid, Boy. Uncle won't be mean to you," said Mark softly still with his distinctive voice.

He took the leaf and showed Marcel making the little boy relieved.

Mark didn't hurt her, making her heart calm.

Marcel did not reply to Mark. He just lowered his face not daring to look at Mark.

A piece of butter chicken was added by Mark to his plate.

"Eat a lot, after this we will play upstairs. There's a lot of fun games in there."

Mark intends to spend time today with Freya and her future children.

Ha ha .. of course prospective children, because Freya is Mark's future wife. Secretly the man laughed loosely in his heart, laughing at Ozan's stupidity that squandered Freya and Marcel's presence.

Marcel raised his face, he looked at Mark with sparkling eyes. For a moment he forgot his fear made Mark relieved.

"Really, Sir? We gonna play?" marcel asked once again to make sure his hearing was correct.

Mark nodded his head faintly. While stroking the top of Marcel's head that no longer moves reflex to protect his head.

"really. We'll play ... Uncle listen on the 4th floor, there's a new game ... and don't call Mr. .. Call Uncle, okay?"

Mark doesn't want to be called Mister, which he can take a very awkward approach if Marcel still calls him Mister.

"But ... The master is your superior," great-grandson Marcel softly.

"Yep, that's right. Uncle is your mom's boss, but that doesn't mean your uncle is your boss, does it?"

Mark spoke in a relaxed tone making Marcel justify Mark's words.

The handsome boy smiled a little. She blushed with Mark's sweet smile, because Ozan had always been cold to her.

"Well, Uncle," Marcel muttered softly making Mark's heart beat fast.

The man wanted to laugh and celebrate.

"Haiss ... I should have told him to call me Capa. Yihaaa ... soon I will have a wife and children" Mark cried in his heart.

Maybe if Marcel or Freya heard it, they would be surprised, because they did not expect a man as cool as Mark could act embarrassing like that.

The two chatted lightly, like a father and son. Freya from a distance smiled wryly, there was a warm feeling in her heart seeing the child close to her superior.

"If that night you didn't go straight away, maybe now we can laugh together with your real father, baby," Freya murmured softly. Recalling the incident on the night he did something crazy with a stranger at the bar.

Both of them were drunk and did so on the basis of their liking.

The woman again stepped closer to Mark and Marcel's table. He did not realize that a pair of eyes were glaring at him.

"Freya," the man murmured softly with clenched hands.

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