Serina could tell her first husband was shocked by her greeting.
Coughing uncomfortably, he righted himself and tried to say cordially, “Good morning, Serina, I hope you are well.” Scoffing, Serina mocked, “You hope I am well?” The hostility in her tone fair, Leonardo exhaled still and said tiredly, “Serina...can we not make this unpleasant? I need to seriously speak to you regarding our son.”
Bristling at him claiming their son, Serina knew DNA didn’t lie and for what all Leonardo was? He was still Romeo’s father.
But still, this was f****d up even for him and she pointed it out with the sharp, “Now he’s, our son? That’s new.” Knowing the barb was fair and wanting to lash out, Leonardo’s tongue was held, because he was the one going to her for help.
“So, you’ve seen it?” Serina ro
