Lucy searched her room for a long time before she finally found what she was looking for a stamp.

She finally found it. It was her personal signature stamp.

She had been working for such long hours in the company recently that she could feel herself getting dumber. She had been signing documents by hand for so long when she could have just used a stamp to speed things up.

Lucy was glad that her hands could be freed now.

In her moment of bliss, Matthew entered the room. "Wifey, I just washed your handkerchief."

Lucy looked at him in shock. "Already?"

"Of course. It's just a handkerchief."

Matthew chuckled and walked over to her. "What were you so happy about?"

He changed the subject nonchalantly.

Sure enough, he managed to divert her attention. She happily waved the stamp in her hand. "Matt, look. I found the stamp I made a long time ago.

I can approve documents much faster at work from

her

at her

cute, indeed, just

he did not even take a close look at the stamp. He

meant when people said

cute, like you,"

his compliment. "How can you say it's cute when you didn't even look at it properly? You don't mean it.

replied like

he looked at her straight in the eye. "Wifey, you must understand. The stamp may help free up your hands

his serious expression, Lucy quickly straightened up. "What is

about the dangers of the stamp right away, but after seeing her expression, he asked, "Why don't you take

her crazy. What did he mean by 'take a guess'? Matthew had a

was like a novel ending on a cliffhanger, leaving the readers hanging until the next

an air of indignation, but

arms crossed, he smirked as if

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