Chapter 97

Nathan didn’t wait for a second thought. He hopped into his car, slammed his foot on the gas, and sped away.

Howard looked down with dismay, his face darkening.

The small box looked fancy but had a cheesy slogan. “Happy Wife, Happy Life.”

He flipped it over, and the back was even worse.

It read, “Talk the talk, but can you walk the walk? Pleasing your wife is an art.”

Howard’s gaze was steely, an icy aura emanating from him. Where on earth did this no–brand junk come from?

“Mr. Chadwick!” Gwendolyn called out, finding him. “Did Mr. Thomas leave?”

Howard stuffed the little box into his suit pocket, looking up at her fresh, radiant face and replying, “Yeah, he’s gone.”

Gwendolyn approached, noting his grim expression with concern. “Are you not taking to the countryside well?”

“No, it’s that fool, Nathan. He’s caused some trouble,” Howard said flatly.

ve suv

warm and chatty. My grandma talked with

she added, “Our home is modest. There’s only one clean. room left. If you mind,

rooms used for storage, save for hers and her grandmother’s

don’t

had shared space

eyes flickered away. Those were accidents, once when he was drunk,

your medicine,” Gwendolyn said, taking him to the bedroom before leaving.

the window with a pot of wildflowers on the sill, and a string of wind chimes.

subtle, sweet fragrance,

simple

a home–loving, gentle soul.

could you please undress?” She fetched

“Sure.”

fuss, stripping off his suit and shirt, setting them aside. Gwendolyn helped him sit

Then, taking the

fingers absentmindedly played with the cuff, speaking softly, “You

waved it off. “My injury isn’t serious, no need

fell out. Howard quickly grabbed it, and Gwendolyn didn’t get

Howard said calmly.

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