Max glanced at the child on the bed and said, "I won't argue with you in front of the kid. You've seen her, now let's go."

Ignoring his anger, I countered, "Go? Go where? Bring your child's mother out here."

Max's expression darkened, but he still lowered his voice, "What exactly do you want?"

I calmly repeated, "I'll say it one last time. I want to see her. If you make me repeat myself again, you can get lost."