"What are you talking about?" he asked.

“You have a girl you like, don't you? I saw you stare at a picture of someone the other day, but I couldn't see her face clearly. Take it out and show it to your mother and sisters." Carlos thought for a moment.

If his son married a girl who was as adorable as his daughters, then he might try and Love his son a little bit more.

Debbie's eyes Lit up at the news.

"Matthew, you have a girl you Like?!"

Holding Matthew's arm, Terilynn said as excitedly as her mother

“Brother, show us her picture."

Evelyn took a sip of the soup and said, “Whoever it is, treat her well."

His secret was completely exposed. Casting Carlos an angry glance,

Matthew answered calmly, "It's not what you think."

Carlos snorted.

"You're only nineteen. I didn't want you to date a girl yet, since you are not capable of supporting and protecting her at the moment. But, you are my son. It wouldn't take you much time to climb the ladder. Let your mother and sisters see the picture. If they are satisfied with her, I will grant you permission to date this girl."

Nonchalantly, Matthew dished food into his bowl from the other platters and bowls on the table.

"There were no photos," he said stubbornly.

"You must be seeing things."

Everyone at the table was silent for a moment.

Debbie tried to ease the tension and chided the man in the seat of honor.

“This is your fault. Everyone has secrets. Why did you have to reveal it to everyone? If I were Matthew, I'd pound you to a pulp."

Carlos snorted, "I know you would, but do you think he'd try that? He doesn't have the stones for it."

Matthew tried to ignore his taunt.

Debbie rolled her eyes at Carlos.

"So if this ends up in a fight, whose side will you take? Mine or your dad's?" she asked her son.

"You're not gonna fight," Matthew answered calmly. He had never seen his father so much as shoot his mother a stern look, but his mother was always pretty emotional. Still, Carlos always kept his cool and never argued with her, no matter how bad she got.

Matthew couldn't blame his dad. If he managed to marry a woman like that, he would be just as stoic. It would save a lot of headaches in the future. Because in his eyes, girls like his mother were the cutest.

"So? Let's say we do?" Debbie wouldn't give up and asked again.