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.

gaze froze on the faint

the waiter a card. “Buy a

“Yes, sir.”

trembled while

seen the marks,

waiter deliver your clothes

“Okay.”

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hurried out of the private

reaching the restroom entrance, a tall figure blocked

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Maureen inside and slammed the unisex restroom door

at him in confusion.

“Just passing by.

I wouldn’t have witnessed how thoroughly my wife

trailed down to her exposed neck

raised his slender hand, lowered his

a mess. Seems

words exploded in Maureen’s mind like

he mean

his touch: “Only dirty–minded people

Geoffrey’s hand froze mid–air.

narrowed: “What

That was dirty?”

before me

know

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just wanted

No explanation, just insults?

I’m so filthy, why

before I stain your

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pulling her firmly

think he didn’t notice those marks on

him in disbelief, then

herself.

earlier rush–and that waitress–her

come undone.

Gareth’s expression seemed odd

did

“Spying on me again?”

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