Matthew frowned. He did not want his wife to do house chores, so he gently persuaded her, "Wifey, just leave it to the helpers. They'll wash it carefully and make sure that it's not damaged." Lucy was upset. "If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to wash it myself too, but I made a promise."

She was telling the truth. Lucy did not want to get her hands dirty at all.

She hated that feeling!

Other than her career, she was lazy in every other aspect. However, since she had made a promise, she could not go back on her word.

Matthew still did not quite understand why his wife insisted on washing it herself. His particularly sensitive jealousy receptors seemed to have been knocked down by Lucy.

Although he was a bit slow, he had just learned a good habit from Lucy. If he was not sure about something, he should ask.

Hence, he did. "Why are you so persistent in wanting to wash this handkerchief?"

Lucy sighed. "Matt, did you forget already? I just told you that I made a promise to someone."

Matt gave it some thought. "I see. Is it Ms. King's handkerchief?"

not wash it herself? Matthew started to grumble inwardly, 'It's just a handkerchief.

15 minutes.

probably say, "How are my wife's hands the same as other people's hands? My wife is precious. I don't care about

it, "No, this isn't Chelsea's handkerchief. If

off. If it

his wife just now that he did not notice

faint dark patterns on it. It gave

glance that it was a man's

it in the hands

today. After I sneaked in, I hurriedly went into the convenience store to buy the coat because I was soaked. I just so happened to meet my former

coursemate was even nice enough to treat me

Lucy smiled naturally as if she was recalling a pleasant

dangerously. Oh, a very nice former coursemate, huh? He bet it was a

emphasized the

realized that something

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