"My relationship with my daughter doesn't concern you!" Barton said with a frown. "I know my daughter's character well."

In his head, he suspected that Julia was merely trying to destroy his trust for Jean.

'I guess this is why Mandy doesn't like her daughter.'

Then, he turned around and left with a scowl. For a long time, Julia remained in her seat and pondered about everything that had transpired.

When he arrived home, Barton saw Jean sitting on the sofa and watching TV. The moment she heard the door open, she looked over her shoulder, and stood up. "Dad, where were you? I was waiting here for quite some time."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I had dinner with Julia before going home." A concerned expression was painted on Barton's face. "It's already late. What are you still doing here?"

"What did you just say?" The moment she heard Julia's name, Jean grew worried. Her heart skipped a beat and she was terrified of something going wrong with h

"Mom, I know you want to be with Barton. To be honest, if you can really be together, I will support you from the bottom of my heart," Jean said indifferently, glancing at Mandy.

"Show, don't tell." Mandy sneered. "Think about it. What did you do for me? Nothing! That was why I decided to make my own move, and yet you mocked my actions."

"Mom, look. We don't know much about Barton yet. Even if you're itching to be his woman, you have to do things slowly, smoothly, and more natural. Do you get my point?" Jean muttered with a bitter smile.

She then went on and held her mother's hand. "It's not that I don't agree. Please, shove that thought out of your head. I just think that we can't rush this matter. If you go around doing things impulsively, you will make mistakes, right? Please be cautious, okay?

Mom, as long as you don't lose your temper with me, I promise, if there's a chance in the future, I will help you. What do you think?"