Jeffrey was utterly shell-shocked.

His words came to an abrupt halt.

Langston was wide-eyed as he glanced between Mr. Turner and Aunt Karen.

Abigail, blissfully unaware, had been too preoccupied with her candy to notice anything amiss. But once the silence sunk in, she edged closer to Langston, “Brother, what’s wrong with Aunt Karen?”

Langston quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. “Uh… Mr. Turner, Aunt Karen, I’m going to check why mom hasn’t come in yet with Abigail!”

With that, he whisked Abigail off by the hand and darted out.

Watching Langston and Abigail leave, Karen snapped back to reality and stood up abruptly. “Enjoy your meal, I’m heading home.”

Before she could make it to the door, a firm grip caught her wrist.

Karen looked down at Jeffrey as she spoke with a harsh tone, “Don’t worry, there’s no chance of pregnancy. I’ve taken pills for prevention.”

“I wasn’t actually—”

you. You can record that for evidence! So, Mr. Turner, there’s no need to keep up

almost casual, but each one was laden with

wouldn’t speak so harshly to a lady—whenever he was around Karen, it was as

face still bore the bright imprint of a slap,

she stood there, watching him as if waiting to see what else he could possibly say. Maybe it was time to clear

his dry lips and slumped

this pursuit thing. I’ve tried everything I know. How about you

holding back for a

and hadn’t loitered under her apartment, forcing himself to

lessen his feelings for Karen, or even lead him to

that hadn’t happened

say goodnight to another man made him want to smash

you worried about

you tell? In all my years, I’ve always been careful, always used protection—except with

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