Chapter 345

Effie quickly stopped Lyman and snatched back her phone.

"Annabel?"

Annabel's voice was barely a whisper, as if she was terrified someone else might overhear. "Effie, help me! I don't have any clothes on. Can you bring me

something to wear? The address is..."

Effie's heart skipped a beat. No clothes? Did that mean Annabel was—

She jotted down the address while anxiety crept into her voice. "Annabel, should I call the police? Are you in trouble? Did someone hurt you?"

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Annabel's face, though she tried to sound casual. “No, no, don't call the police. It's not like that. It's just... someone I know."

Effie was silent for a moment, listening to Annabel's evasive tone. At this point, she couldn't even tell whether Annabel had taken advantage of someone else, or the other way around.

“Alright, I'll send someone with your clothes."

you to

I'm

Effie hung

his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. Even through

glanced nervously at his strong arms around her waist and swallowed hard. "Stop messing around. I need

said calmly, "You don't need to. That address is

Effie's eyes widened

to get back together with

sense. If she really wanted that, why would she want Effie to

Fenton. They had a whirlwind marriage, then split

almost too

some antacids that day, and then I felt like someone was lurking

patch things up. Annabel, on the other hand, always complains about him, but whenever he's in trouble, she's the first to show up. I honestly have no idea what's

people's private lives; he believed

time, he figured Effie ought to know, otherwise the way she stood there, mouth agape, made her look a little

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