Chapter 142
Yet, I don’t think that Shane is lying. Perhaps he misinterpreted the situation when he saw us drinking
together.
This thought lifted Natalie’s mood. She quickly took the wet clothes off, so she wouldn’t catch a cold.
After taking a bath, she took a bathrobe from the rack and wore it.
The bathrobe looked oversized on her, and its hem was dragging on the floor as she walked.
Hence, she folded the sleeves and tied a knot at the bottom of the bathrobe, revealing her lower legs, so
it was easier for her to move around.
Afterward, she found a bag, put her wet clothes in it, and came out of the bathroom.
“Mr. Shane, did you see my bag?” she asked the man on the couch, who was wearing the same
bathrobe as hers.
With his eyes fixed on the tablet in his hands, Shane replied coldly without ncing at her. “It’s on the
shoe cab, and your clothes are on it too.”
“My clothes?” Puzzled, she looked at the bag in her hand.
What? I have them in my hand now.
Obviously, the man was not going to exin himself, so she went over to the shoe cab to check it out
herself.
There was a paper bag beside her handbag. She opened it and saw her clothes, on which Mrs.
Thompson had sshed a cup of coffee two days ago.
No wonder I felt as if I forgot something when I left his office after a shower that day. It’s my clothes.
Amused, she facepalmed her forehead. Holding the paper bag, she could smell the fragrance of
detergent as she took the freshlyundered clothes out. She froze for a second, then promptly unfolded
the clothes.
The coffee stain was gone, and the clothes were clean and spotless. Unconsciously, she looked at him.
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“Mr. Shane, this clothes…”
Knowing what she was about to ask, Shane tapped on the tablet and answered without moving his head.
“Mrs. Wilson washed it.”
“Please help me say thanks to Mrs. Wilson.” She put the clothes back into the paper bag.
Shane didn’t reply.
Biting her lips, she realized that he started treating her indifferently since she came out of the bathroom.
He didn’t even spare her a nce. Is it because I defended Stanley earlier?
Natalie’s lips parted. “Mr. Shane…”
Turning his head, he interrupted her. “Is there anything else? If not, you may go now.”
He chased her out with an icy gaze.
Natalie tousled her hair. “Alright. Good night, Mr. Shane.”
I have nothing else to do other than exin to him about Stanley, but I guess I should let it slide. He was
already angry when I refuted him in the bathroom. I will only infuriate him if I do it again.
She opened the door to leave. Just when she took the first step out of the door, his voice sounded
behind her. “Hold on.”
Natalie turned her head around.
Shane put the tablet down, stood up and walked over to the woman. Much to her surprise, he handed his
car key to her.
“What’s this for?” Perplexed, Natalie took it from him and eyed him curiously.
His thin lips parted as he exined in a frigid tone, “You puked all over my car. Clean and return it to me
tomorrow.”
With that, he turned around and made his way back to the spot where he was sitting, leaving Natalie
standing at the doorway in embarrassment.
I can tell from the stains on my clothes that I vomited just now, but I have no idea that I did it in his car.
“I got it. I’ll clean it.” Clutching the car key, Natalie mumbled awkwardly with her reddened face.
Shane hummed curtly in response, without uttering a word.
Back at her condominium, Natalie put her handbag and the two bags of clothes down before she tiptoed
to the kids’ room.
Seeing that the kids were fast asleep while hugging each other, she smiled and pecked them on the
cheeks. Covering them with a nket, she slipped out of their room.
In the living room, Natalie let out a yawn while taking the phone out of her handbag. When she saw a
dozen of missed calls and text messages from Stanley, she gasped and called him back right away.