It seems like she would not be able to use the stamp much in the future. Lucy looked down at the stamp in her palm.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that if she could not use her stamp, that meant her hopes of freeing up her hands were in vain. She held her head in despair.

Man, she was so disappointed. If she had known better, she would not have searched for her stamp.

She gave herself hope only to be struck with such a painful blow.

Lucy found herself sinking into her own thoughts.

Matthew noticed the lack of response from his wife, and he shook her with concern.

Fortunately, Lucy was a laid-back person, so she quickly dispelled her disappointment. When she came to her senses, she glanced at the newly washed handkerchief Matthew mentioned just now. "Matt, handkerchief."

Matthew sighed when she asked for the handkerchief. He had successfully changed the topic earlier. Why did she bring it up again?

It seemed that he had no way of escaping. He took out the dry handkerchief from out of nowhere and handed it to her.

"Here's the handkerchief I washed."

the handkerchief. It was clean, and it did not look like

was

was where

in her

you use to wash the

looked at her nonchalantly. "I used a garment steamer. It's really convenient. You only need to steam it for a bit and it's dry."

that how you've always

"No, I don't wash my clothes myself, but I

the hair

Lucy still had hope.

"I couldn't find it."

perfect excuse. Lucy had

looked at the handkerchief

only problem was that it shrank

but Matthew used a garment steamer for convenience, so it

she supposed to give it back to

an accusing gaze. Matthew looked away guiltily and stammered, "It's not my fault. How would I know that the garment steamer isn't supposed to

face. She could not blame him. She was the one

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