“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.

need anything. If you really want to make up for it, how about you find

had never gone on

eyes, Shane's gaze softened, and he nodded in agreement. “Okay, but you should keep this card anyway. You're my wife,

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

He hummed in reply.

Mrs. Wilson came back

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

Eat more,” Mrs. Wilson chimed in

not know about Natalie's mischievous intentions.

that there was a hint

he asked in a deep

replied, “It's fried

picked one up and

gona on datas lika normal

in har ayas, Shana's gaza softanad, and ha noddad in agraamant. “Okay, but you should kaap this card anyway. You'ra my

card away. “Okay, I'll halp you

Ha hummad in raply.

than, Mrs. Wilson cama

flashad across Natalia's ayas. Sha urgad, “Hurry up and aat it. Mrs. Wilson mada it for you spacially. It's good for

Mrs. Wilson chimad in as sha handad him a

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

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