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

nodded happily.

Matthew, "Matt, when you're done washing it, you have to give it back to me. "I've promised my former coursemate

wife while he clicked his tongue

she have to remember

have easily said that he lost the handkerchief and brushed it off

at him worriedly. He was fine earlier, but why was he suddenly upset

if you don't want to

Don't worry about it. I'll do it.

Lucy kept turning back as she walked toward her

lost sight of her, he glanced at the handkerchief

all because of this damned

pissed that he could not rip a hole in

barrage in

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