“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!”

retorted, “Sis,

“Right.”

befell Lucy, but not for

I want it!

everything else I

acquiesced helplessly. “Alright, I’ll buy them

the list and forwarded it to Lennon. “Your

left with

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

in her hands, Cherise could not

entered the room and caught the sight of his wife giggling like a silly kid over her

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approached her leisurely, sat on the bed, glimpsed at the phone,

out her tongue. “Anyway, I have no clue about the stuff

lived here for years; surely

smiled faintly. “We’ll

the phone and showed

Lennon sent him

me a favor at

Cherise was speechless.

replied in a voice

innocent voice. “I’ve never courted a girl, and I don’t know what

“Neither has my husband! He’s

“He knows…”

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