"How can you say that to my girlfriend!"
His mom froze, staring at him in disbelief. It was the first time her son had ever raised his voice at her.
"R-Relax, son, I was just kidding…"
Rosanna muttered before forcing a smile. Yet behind that smile, she couldn't hide the grimace tugging at her lips as she studied the girl standing beside Rome.
His son's girlfriend was beautiful, yes, but simple. Her clothes were modest, lacking the luxury brands Rosanna was so used to seeing on the daughters of her wealthy acquaintances.
Compared to those elegant young women who had shown interest in Rome, his girlfriend was… plain and ordinary.
He can't really be serious about her, Rosanna thought bitterly. Has my son really lowered his standards this far?
"I mean..I was just surprised to see that you actually brought your girl here. I honestly thought she was just some random girl at first—"
