Chapter 662

Alice's heart sank when she read Monica's message. It was laced with innuendo: "Jason, I'm at your door. Forgot the lock code. When are you back?" The contact name in Jason's phone "My favorite Monica"-was one Monica had cheekily set herself. Jason hadn't bothered to change it.

That nickname was like a punch to Alice's gut.

"Mom, what's the message about?" Isla, her curiosity piqued, asked.

"It's nothing. And don't you say a word about it to your Dad Jason," Alice said, her voice sharper than she'd intended. "Now, finish your soup."

"Okay." Isla could tell her mom was upset and quietly went back to her soup.

any response, decided to call. Alice quickly silenced her phone, not daring to answer. Once Monica hung up, Alice swiftly deleted the missed call log. Alice was fuming. The nickname and her intuition both screamed that Monica and Jason were involved. But she wasn't about to let go without

again, don't answer it. Just ignore it, alright? And definitely don't tell your Dad Jason," Alice instructed. "If you want Jason to really be your

up on things faster than

I said," Alice replied, handing her phone back to her daughter

had been drinking, and alcohol was a notorious inhibitor

their close friend, to keep Jason's glass full, ensuring he wouldn't be

high tolerance and endless chatter, kept Jason entertained

bottle of whiskey, Jason, who was not a regular drinker,

won't be going anywhere tonight. Get the guest room ready; he'll

planned. "Got it, Mom. I'm on it," she said, moving to prepare a

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