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?"

Matthew started to grumble inwardly, 'It's just a

than 15 minutes. Why was he

probably say, "How are my wife's hands the same as

If it were hers, she wouldn't let me

it was not Chelsea's

so busy worrying about his wife just now that he did not notice the handkerchief

on it. It

could tell at first glance that it was

the hands

hurriedly went into the convenience store to buy the coat because I was

enough to treat me to

unexpected turn, but Lucy smiled naturally as

huh? He bet it was a guy. "Was your very

emphasized the words

realized that something

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