“Madam, wasn’t your trip to Europe meant to be a getaway? Why then…”

Why bring textbooks?

Homework, perhaps?

Cherise chuckled sheepishly, “The finals are approaching… I need to prepare for it…”

Moved, Frances quietly unpacked the books. “Madam, you are truly a hard worker…”

Head bowed, engrossed in her phone, Cherise silently nodded.

On the screen, a list was sent from Lucy.

“I want postcards from Europe!”

“Designer clothes from France!”

“British comestics!”

“And… Perfumes!”

“Sis, you never

“Right.”

Lucy, but

it! Consider

forget everything else I

acquiesced helplessly. “Alright, I’ll buy

a screenshot of the list and forwarded it to

left with

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

in bed, phone in her hands,

sight of his wife giggling like a silly kid over

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glimpsed at the phone, and affectionately ruffled her hair.

I have no clue about the stuff

years;

smiled faintly. “We’ll

he picked up the phone and showed

Lennon sent him

me a favor at your

Cherise was speechless.

replied in a voice message.

long silence was followed by Lennon’s innocent voice. “I’ve never courted a girl,

Cherise shot back. “Neither has my husband! He’s

“He knows…”

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