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

sighed. "Fine. I'm

hung up, she started getting

up too, and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. Even through the

and swallowed hard. "Stop messing around. I need to

need to. That

eyes

second-was Annabel trying to get

that, why would she want Effie to

ex-husband is Fenton. They had a whirlwind marriage,

This was almost too much to

said you brought Annabel some antacids that day, and then I felt like someone was lurking around, watching us. Then Mr. Fenton showed up-so that's what was really

gotten over Annabel. He's the one who wants to patch things up. Annabel, on the other hand, always complains about him, but whenever he's in trouble, she's the

never gossiped about other people's private lives; he believed these things were none of

he figured Effie ought to know, otherwise the way she stood there,

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