Matthew could no longer keep the smile on his face. "Wifey..."

He looked at Lucy pleadingly.

Internally, he was thinking, 'Don't go in. I beg you, please. I still want to keep my dignity.'

Lucy's face was expressionless when she looked at him...

She was wondering if he was hiding something. What was he hiding from her? Was someone else in this house?

Lucy was having all sorts of thoughts, but she did not question him just yet. She had to see it to believe it. She would not act like how Matthew did that morning, angering her by wrongly accusing her without any proof.

With a gulp, she searched his room.

Lucy looked under the bed, in the closet, behind the curtains, and behind the door.

The more she searched, the more confused she was. There was nothing!

room, she was familiar with the room's layout. There seemed

was there. She looked at the window again. It was locked shut, so there was no way anyone could be hiding in

so nervous? Lucy scratched her

the evidence after searching every corner of his room. He could not help but sigh in relief, and he

made her uneasy. He had to be hiding something from her, but

the entire room

Until...

a washboard from somewhere

where did this washboard

"Huh?

knowing how

baffled. "Matt, don't we have washing machines? Even if we wanted to hand wash clothes, we could just put them in

was drenched in cold sweat. "Wifey, I just think we need to be more self-reliant. I think we should wash the expensive custom-made clothes by hand from now on, which is why I bought a washboard." He truly

you think that I'd believe

Matthew froze. "W-Why not?"

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