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"I'm just asking. Is it wrong?"
She did not hesitate to ask such a question. Still very seriously observing. However, as if there was nothing to worry about, Abihirt just made her look back at the man's broad shoulders. Barbara realized that her husband had immediately picked up the clothes in the first place. "Yes. Moreau was with me this noon." Barbara's mind was ambushed by a sigh of relief. She had thought her husband would deny it after not giving her the slightest bit of information about what she had instead learned from others. Anitta had asked something about the man, and then accidentally said it. It was a kind of reassurance that was not so certain. "Moreau was with you this noon, but now the girl hasn't returned. Do you know where she is?"Related chapters
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A futile attempt at escape. Moreau's breath caught at the reflection in the mirror. A person with a pale-even completely disheveled-face was trying to compose herself. Moreau didn't know what else she could do after this. When Barbara noticed such a slow arrival at the wedding, her steps immediately left the people around. There was no better place to hide than the hotel bathroom. Moreau was still at a loss as to what to do after accepting the fact that last night's forbidden act had crossed the line. Literally-the incident with the strange man would not have fallen into the most complicated rut. They were not related by blood. He would just be Moreau's stepfather, though there was one important thing... she would feel awkward when they were under the same roof. Moreau was sure she could have become independent, had Barbara given her permission. It was just that she considered Moreau an asset and would not allow her to take one step out of the building left behind by her biolog
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