Noticing Matthew's expression, Lucy felt like something was wrong.

For some strange reason, Matthew looked like those two-faced bitches Chelsea had previously warned her about, but then again, she was sure that she was overthinking it.

Matthew was her husband and a man at that. How could he be a two-faced bitch?

If Chelsea were here, she would be vigorously shaking Lucy's shoulders, yelling at her to wise up. 'Two-faced bitch' was just a label, and it was not exclusive to any gender. Men could be two-faced bitches too. Lucy should take a good look at the jerk in front of her!

Unfortunately, without Chelsea around, Lucy failed to recognize the truth.

From the current situation, it was clear that Matthew had a higher emotional intelligence compared to Lucy-the careless and dense woman.

Lucy only hesitated for a moment before handing the handkerchief to Matthew. "In that case... I'll leave it to you. I don't really want to get my hands dirty either."

Matthew took it from her obediently. His movements were all very natural, with the exception of the bulging veins on his hands.

I'll make sure

nodded happily. "Thank

room to get her stuff, but she suddenly turned around and said to Matthew, "Matt, when you're done washing it, you have to give it back to me. "I've promised my former

while

have

brushed it off as an accident. He did not think

fine

want to wash it, I can do

head. "No, no, no. Don't worry about it. I'll do it. Wifey,

the door. Lucy kept turning back as she walked toward her room,

sight of her, he glanced at the handkerchief in his

all because of this damned

so pissed that he could not rip a hole

in Matthew's

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