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!

his room again. Since she had been sleeping in his room, she was familiar with the room's layout. There seemed to be

shut, so there was

Matthew acting so nervous? Lucy scratched

his room. He could not help but sigh in relief,

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

room again, but she still

Until...

pulled out a washboard from somewhere in

this

stiffened. "Huh? The

stammered, not knowing how to

hand wash clothes, we could just put them

the expensive custom-made clothes by hand from now on, which is why I bought a washboard." He truly admired his quick wit. He

do you think that I'd believe

Matthew froze. "W-Why not?"

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