"No. we don’t have any genetic diseases. " I swallowed a small mouthful of fish fillet kidney cake and told her truthfully. I really want to stop eating but I don’t want her to be offended so I keep on eating small amounts.
"Okay, clear on that. I was relieved to know that you don’t have any. How many men have you had s*x with before? Or how many relationships have you had before my son?" She took off her glasses and looked at me defiantly. She really wants to know everything about me.
"Huh? Why are they asking? Do I need to answer that?" It's a stupid and ridiculous question. I smiled and took a sip of the red wine glass in front of me.
"You don't want to say, I think you had a lot, right? Would you like to sign a prenuptial agreement? Of course, it’s for my son’s safety." She widened
