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Jennet quickly dodged. She went to get a mop, and began to clean up the stains of soybean milk.

Elaine was holding the newspaper which Jennet had been reading. Her hands trembled and her mind rumbled.

Lucas!

What the hell are you doing?

...

Lucas checked into a hotel with this female celebrity called Avery Woods?

They stayed overnight together?

Was this true?

Yesterday ... she saw how jealous Lucas was. How could he ... sleep with another woman last night?

What's wrong with all men in this world? Were they animals that just couldn't control their desires?

Couldn't they think of anything else other than this?

They had mistresses! They had affairs with female celebrities!

'Lucas, how could you do this to Hazel?'

"Are they ... really over?"

Elaine blinked dazedly.

It was already so bad that she and Emmett didn't get along well. Why couldn't things go well between Lucas and Hazel?

Anyway, Hazel could take the police officer as another option. But she had nothing.

Oh, right, she had one too. That was Mark.

Speak of the devil....

"What are you thinking about? You seem so serious."

A pleasant and gentle voice came from above, which startled Elaine and gave her a shiver. Then she looked up.

"You dumb girl. I haven't seen you these days. You are still well-behaved. So adorable."

Franklin was still easy-going. He reached out, trying to rub Elaine's hair, but Mark forestalled him. He touched Elaine's head first and rubbed it protectively and symbolically.

Franklin raised his eyebrows as if he had discovered a new continent. He looked at Mark's hand and then at his eyes.

Mark maintained a graceful smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"Oh, is that so? Mark, you actually ... made a move?"

teased awkwardly and then

"Well, it's time to make a move. Mark has been waiting for

was frustrated, "Then what should I

do? Just do what you should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper in your drawer. They can literally bury someone.

and patted Franklin on the

gave a rueful grin, "But

shook their heads at the same time. "Then there's no other way. Mark is ahead of you. He was acquainted with Elaine earlier than you, and his affection for her is deeper than yours. You should stay back. There's

...

and stamped

not understand the words

on earth were they talking about? It

Elaine's face. He walked towards her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and said gently,

"Ah? Dining with you?"

relationship to Mark? How could she

"I don't think so."

has a female companion. If I go there alone, I will look like a miserable loner.

of his breath embarrassed her and made her

she nodded, "Alright

saying that, she stood up like a frightened deer, "Excuse me. I want to go back to the classroom now.

ignoring

from behind with

and patted Mark on the shoulder, "Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of you?

and he cast a glance at

with his elbow and smiled embarrassedly, "That's not true.

"She agreed ... Fortunately, she

afraid of her rejection. If he was

for a whole day. He had

shattered three cups of water, smashed

...

I don't even dare to go in and deliver tea. What should I

rubbed her hands, and wandered

man, had an exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his

Mr. Smith is having some trouble with his sexual life, which leads to the

A male secretary muttered.

he was punished by the woman, and stopped the intercourse halfway. So he works

secretary was

Sophia went near them.

of them on

just talking nonsense! Our Mr. Smith never lacks women? Which

finally he couldn't hold on any longer. He closed the documents and threw

Bang!

documents into a corner, and got up abruptly. He stood in front of the French window, lifted the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as he squinted

and that Mark ... they were

his eyebrows

should probably be known to the general managers of the branch offices. No one should dare to call him ... Then, could it be

got excited immediately. But when he reached for the phone,

it, damn Oliver! What are you calling for? Don't you think it's a waste of