Amelia remembered that when she went to the airport in the new year to send Milton off, she had already noticed Maryanne wearing gloves.

At that time, she thought that Maryanne wore gloves because of fear of the cold. But it seemed that was not the case.

Under Milton's headache, Amelia's skeptical gaze, and Sierra's caring gaze, Maryanne put her hands on the table and said, "Aunt Sierra, I think you misunderstood. This is my new pair of gloves. I can't hide anything I like, just like how I like Milton. I can't help but wanting to let everyone knew. It's the same for this pair of gloves. I just want to show off in front of everyone. Aunt Sierra, tell me honestly, do you think it's beautiful?"

When Milton heard this, he immediately gasped in admiration.

It was such a simple matter. Why was he thinking about it in such a complicated way?

What was women's favorite topic?

Except for gossiping, it was nothing more than skincare, jewelry, and clothing! And the contents were suitable for all ages!

As long as they were two women, they could always have a few words together.

Sure enough, Sierra believed what Maryanne said, and she even praised, "Yes, they look good!"

Maryanne said with a smile, "I've also bought it for you."

"Really?" Sierra's eyes widened in surprise.

Maryanne answered meekly, "Yes. But I've left the new gloves at the hotel near the airport. I'll bring them to you tomorrow."

Sierra praised no matter Maryanne was telling the truth or not, "Maryanne, you're so considerate."

Amelia pampered herself and drank half a glass of red wine because she was happy today. It was the reunion with her old friend.

But it was only limited to this.

When Milton tried to add more wine for her, she shook her head slightly and said, "I'm full. I can't drink anymore. I need to drive."

speaking, Maryanne opened her mouth and asked, "Ms. Ramsay, are you

turned dark upon hearing

was the owner, yet he did not say anything. Why did she need to talk

almost 10 o'clock. If I'm not

in exaggeration and said, "Wow, Ms. Ramsay and Mr. Patrick are so sweet. You

a perfunctory "Hmm." and then said, "Then I'll go

interrupted, "Don't worry, Ms. Ramsay. We'll rest early! I've been on the plane these two days, and I'm very

Sierra blushed when she heard this. She thought to herself, "How could

Even if they were married, it was not

out her tongue playfully and said apologetically, "Aunt Sierra, I seem to have scared you. Because I've been

stood up from his chair. He smiled at Amelia and said, "Amelia, let me walk

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eyes, she could walk out of this community in good condition. After all, she had

not matter for Maryanne not knowing

about this. Unexpectedly, Sierra agreed and said, "That's right, Amelia. Let Milton

that they were about to break into

anyway, Maryanne's mocking

and Maryanne, "Then

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