As Fabiola blushed even more, she failed to notice Neal standing right outside the room, a towel and water bottle in his clenched hand… It made him think about all the times that Fabiola had done the same for him… and in the end, he walked away without another word. Unbeknownst to him, Cleo had been staring at him from afar, and after a sigh, she shook her head. If only he knew what was really up… Regardless, after handing Fabiola some new clothes to change into, Hanley headed to the balcony… and once he was there, he realized that there was a message waiting for him. ‘How are things going with Fabiola?’ After squinting a little, Hanley quickly replied, ‘We’ve made up. We won’t be divorcing.’ Just as he had deleted both messages, Fabiola appeared… and when she saw Hanley’s fingers tapping away, she couldn’t help but ask, “…Are you texting her again? Don’t tell me it’s her birthday or something.” Chuckling in response, Hanley replied, “Zero, seven, zero, seven… That’s my pho
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