Chapter<b>310</b>
Iwhippedmyheadaround,readytopressforanswers,whenIsawMarkstridingoverwithanunfriendlyexpression“Jana”
Inodded.<b>“</b>Mark”
<b>When</b>seeingMark,Allen’sfacewentpale,andhestammered,“Mr.Larson,Mr.Larson,whatbringsyouhere?
AllenwasterrifiedofMark.
Mark’sgazesweptoverme,checkingIwasokaybeforeindedonAllen.“Sosoonyou’veforgottenwhatItoldyou**
“Ofcoursenot!”Allendenieditstrongly,withasmilethatwasbothsuckupandcareful.I,Iwasjustcheckingonmywife,anditjustsohappenedthisyoundycamealong”
SeeinghisfearofMark,Isawanopeningandpressed,“Whatyoujustmentioned,what’sthatabout?Don’ttellmeitwasjustoffthecuff
Markhadheardthat,too.
Allenflinched,avoidingCheryl’sgaze,andfinallyblurtedout,“Ijust…Idon’twantadivorce!Itwasallmadeup!”
“Impossible!”Icouldn’tbelieveit!
Amongtherandomfabrications,hechosethisparticrstory.Andhehadmentioneditnotjust oncebutmultipletimes.
CherylredatAllenandsoothinglysaid,“Jane,don’ttakehisnonsensetoheart.He’sjusttryingtopushmeinto erandmakemenotdivorcehim…
“Exactly.Alleneagerlyagreed.
Onthewayback,Iwasstilldistracted.Icouldn’tfigureoutwhatthetruthwas.Chery!hadalwaysbeengoodtomeandhadnoreasontolie.AndAllen,soscaredofMark,seemedunlikelytocontinuelying.
Suddenly,Markasked,“Whatareyouthinkingabout?<b>”</b>
Ipursedmylips.“Tryingtofigureouthowtogettothebottomofthis.”
Whetheritwasalieorthetruth,Ineededrity.Otherwise,I’dfeelunsettled.
Markgentlytousledmyhair.“Howcouldyoupossiblyfindout?Leavethistome.I’vegotfriendsoverinSouthhaven.*
Myeyeslitup.“Really?”Ididn’thavetheconnectionsforthatkindofthing.
Hesmiledslightly,replying,“Sure.”
“Then…ifyoufigureitout,I’ll treatyoutoabigdinner!*
Tllholdyoutothat.”
“Deal?”Yet,Icouldn’tfullyrx.
IfitturnedoutAllenwaslying,<b>all’s</b>wellthatends.
Butifitwerethetruth,I’dbetheorphantheMyersfamilyspokeof,without<b>a</b>cluewhereIcamefrom.
AfterMarkdroppedmeoff,<b>I</b>ncedattheclockandsawit<b>was</b>stillearly.Politenessmademeoffer,“Doyouwantteupforcoffee?*
Afterall,Iwasaskingafavor.This is from N?velDrama.Org.
“Youknowwhatitmeanstoinviteamantoyourceforcoffeeat night,right?*
Markgavemeameaningfullook.
Feelingmyearsheatup,Iquicklyunbuckledmyseatbelt.1…Ijustmeantcoffee”
“Alright,Iwon’t<b>tease</b>you”Hesmiled,declining.‘Gotsomeemergencyworkattheoffice.Needtoheadback.”
“Okay,drivesafe‘Relieved,Imademywayhome.
IwentstraighttotheshowerandbacktoworkingonDorothy’sgift.Thedesigndemandedprecisetailoring,andtoavoidDorothynitpicking,Ihadtofinishthedesignandsewitmyself
ThenmyphonerangItwasmyaunt.
Puzzled,<b>I</b>answered,“AuntCheryl<i>…</i>
Hervoicecamethrough,filledwithconcern,“Jane,haven’tyouleftyet?Areyounotfeelingwell?”
I<b>was</b>confused.“What?”
<b>“</b><b>I</b>was<b>on</b>thebalcony<b>and</b>thoughtIsawMr.Larson.Weren’t<b>you</b>withhim?”sheasked,confused.