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I took a deep breath, attempting to control my emotions. "No, I don't believe you intentionally wanted to ruin our evening," I calmly stated.

Marcus let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "I just panicked and was worried about our son. You should understand that immediately, being his mother."

"I do understand, and I appreciate you informing me right away," I expressed my gratitude.

A pang of guilt washed over me. I had been so consumed with planning this special night with Elijah that I hadn't even considered our son, Marco.

Marcus glanced at both of us and addressed Elijah. "I don't care about your date," I softly interjected, my gaze fixed on Marcus.

"You don't need to worry, bro. I just wanted to make our son happy on his birthday. That's all, and I'll sign the divorce papers afterward," he added.

"I comprehend that this is challenging for both of you. However, we must prioritize our son's needs, Samantha. He needs to witness us getting along and working together as