NovelAppChapter 310 I whipped my head around, ready to press for answers, when I saw Mark striding over with an unfriendly expression "Jana" Inodded. "Mark" When seeing Mark, Allen's face went pale, and he stammered, "Mr. Larson, Mr. Larson, what brings you here? Allen was terrified of Mark.
Mark's gaze swept over me, checking I was okay before it landed on Allen. "So soon you've forgotten what I told you** "Of course not!" Allen denied it strongly, with a smile that was both suck up and careful. I, I was just checking on my wife, and it just so happened this young lady calong" Seeing his fear of Mark, I saw an opening and pressed, "What you just mentioned, what's that all about? Don't tellit was just off the cuff Mark had heard that, too.
Allen flinched, avoiding Cheryl's gaze, and finally blurted out, "I just... I don't want a divorce! It was all made up!" "Impossible!" I couldn't believe it! Among the random fabrications, he chose this particular story. And he had mentioned it not just once but multiple times.
Cheryl glared at Allen and soothingly said, "Jane, don't take his nonsense to heart. He's just trying to pushinto a comer and makenot divorce him...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Exactly. Allen eagerly agreed.
On the way back, I was still distracted. I couldn't figure out what the truth was. Chery! had always been good toand had no reason to lie. And Allen, so scared of Mark, seemed unlikely to continue lying.
Suddenly, Mark asked, "What are you thinking about?" I pursed my lips. "Trying to figure out how to get to the bottom of this." Whether it was a lie or the truth, I needed clarity. Otherwise, I'd feel unsettled.
Mark gently tousled my hair. "How could you possibly find out? Leave this to me. I've got friends over in Southhaven.* My eyes lit up. "Really?" I didn't have the connections for that kind of thing.
He smiled slightly, replying, “Sure." "Then... if you figure it out, I'll treat you to a big dinner!* Tll hold you to that." "Deal?" Yet, I couldn't fully relax.
If it turned out Allen was lying, all's well that ends.
But if it were the truth, I'd be the orphan the Myers family spoke of, without a clue where I cfrom.
After Mark droppedoff, I glanced at the clock and saw it was still early. Politeness madeoffer, "Do you want to cup for coffee?* After all, I was asking a favor.
"You know what it means to invite a man to your place for coffee at night, right?* Mark gavea meaningful look.
Feeling my ears heat up, I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt. 1... I just meant coffee"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alright, I won't tease you" He smiled, declining. 'Got semergency Work at the office. Need to head back.” "Okay, drive safe' Relieved, I made my way home.
I went straight to the shower and back to working on Dorothy's gift. m The design demanded precise tailoring, and to avoid Dorothy nitpicking, I had to finish the design and sew it myself Then my phone rang It was my aunt.
Puzzled, I answered, "Aunt Cheryl...
Her voice cthrough, filled with concern, "Jane, haven't you left yet? Are you doft feeling well?" I was confused. "What?" "I was on the balcony and thought I saw Mr. Larson. Weren't you with him?” she asked, confused.
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