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Left with no choice, Maureen finally picked up her rice.

While eating with her head down, Gareth noticed she was wearing a high–necked long–sleeved top today. Despite the air conditioning indoors, such clothing couldn’t withstand the heat outside.

“Feeling unwell again lately?”

He knew Maureen was sensitive to cold.

Maureen caught his gaze and shook her head unnaturally. “No, just thought the office AC was too cold.”

“You should bring a jacket. That collar must be stuffy around your neck.”

“Mhm.”

Maureen lowered her head further, hiding the marks on her

skin.

Unbeknownst to her, Geoffrey was watching their every move through surveillance in another room.

He summoned a waiter with a gesture. After brief instructions, the waiter soon arrived at their private booth with red wine.

“Compliments of the house for both of you.”

Without waiting for Gareth or Maureen’s agreement, the waiter stepped forward to pour wine into Maureen’s glass.

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“No need. We don’t drink.”

Gareth frowned.

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Knowing Reenie couldn’t control her drinking, he never allowed Maureen alcohol when they went out.

At his refusal, the waiter jerked his hand. The entire glass spilled all over Maureen.

“Sorry, so sorry…” The waiter hastily grabbed tissues to wipe her neck.

“It’s fine, I’ll handle it.”

Maureen fumbled awkwardly.

As red wine had splashed onto her neckline, the waiter unfastened her collar button to clean it.

froze on the

eyes, tossing the

“Yes, sir.”

while exiting with

had seen the marks,

I’ll have the waiter

“Okay.”

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hurried out of

restroom entrance,

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and slammed

in confusion. “Why are

“Just passing by.

wouldn’t have witnessed how thoroughly my wife enjoys dining with

her

raised his slender hand,

such a mess. Seems you weren’t just

in Maureen’s

mean by “not just

his touch: “Only dirty–minded

Geoffrey’s hand froze mid–air.

icy gaze narrowed: “What exactly

That was dirty?”

one standing before

he not know why Maureen was

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just wanted her

No explanation, just insults?

so filthy, why are you still

I stain your

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her firmly against him as he

those marks on you,

stared at him in disbelief, then looked down

herself.

rush–and that waitress–her collar

come undone.

Gareth’s expression

did you

“Spying on me again?”

vision blurred by a film