“That's good to hear,” Natalie replied, nodding slightly before tightening her grip on the spoon. “So, when did you get back last night? Also, why was your phone turned off?”

“You called me?” Shane asked, slightly startled.

“Yeah, I called you early in the morning. You weren't back yet, so I wanted to ask when you'd be home. But your phone was turned off.”

“Sorry, it was out of battery,” he explained, putting down the glass. “I came home at two in the morning yesterday. It took four hours for Jacqueline to get out of danger.”

“That long?” Natalie asked, widening her eyes in surprise.

“She drank some hard liquor, which burned her internal organs and even caused bleeding in her stomach. That's why it took longer,” he explained.

“I see.” She nodded but did not say anything else.

Shane then handed her a black credit card.

She looked at him in surprise. “What's this for?”

Why's he giving me a card for no reason?

“We just got married yesterday, but I wasn't home with you because of Jacqueline's situation. This is my way of compensating for it. You can buy anything you want,” he said in a slightly apologetic tone.

He really was feeling sorry.

money. Besides, I don't need anything. If you really want to make up for it, how about you find some time for me one

happened, they had never gone

and he nodded in agreement. “Okay, but you

and kept the card away. “Okay, I'll help you keep it safe, then. You can let me know

He hummed in reply.

then, Mrs. Wilson came back

a flicker of slyness flashed across Natalie's eyes. She urged, “Hurry up and eat it. Mrs. Wilson

Mrs. Wilson chimed

actuality, she did not know about Natalie's mischievous intentions. She honestly thought that the dish

that there was a hint of playfulness in

asked in a deep voice while

Wilson replied,

while narrowing his eyes, clearly in disbelief. He picked one up and sniffed it. Instantly, an indescribable odor hit him,

had navar gona on datas

ayas, Shana's gaza softanad, and ha noddad in agraamant. “Okay, but

ha said that, Natalia no longar rafusad him and kapt tha card away. “Okay, I'll halp you kaap it safa, than. You can lat ma know whanavar you want it

Ha hummad in raply.

Wilson cama

Natalia's ayas. Sha urgad, “Hurry up and aat it. Mrs. Wilson mada it for you

Eat mora,” Mrs. Wilson chimad in as sha

know about Natalia's mischiavous intantions. Sha honastly thought that tha dish

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