On Monday, Cathy went to work with a scar on her forehead. Facing with the concern of the public, she said she fell on the ground.
It was indeed a fall.
But Aaron seemed to be frightened. He ran to her office with a serious face and stared at her belly directly. He said dully, "Have you fallen?"
"..."
Cathy suddenly didn’t know cry or laugh. Looking at the young and handsome face, she said, "If the babies gone, can I still stand here today? I am fine. Don't say anything unlucky."
The nervous man relaxed in an instant, pulled at his collar and breathed. "You scared me to death, but you are so strong that you broke your face and the children are all right."
Cathy stared at him. "You still tease me. If I don't break my face, I should fall my child. You should be glad that my brain responded quickly at that time."
The Aaron blinked his pure eyes and suddenly asked curiously, "Mr. Browne was there yesterday?"
Cathy's expression was stiff, and she pretended to look down at the document unnaturally. "I'm me. Why did you mention him?"
"Because every time you encounter danger, Mr. Browne always appears." He laughed, as if he should, and squeezed his eyes vaguely at her. "I'm not a kid who knows nothing. You're single anyway. I don't see Mr. Browne has girlfriend on the internet. He's so considerate to you. If you two are together, I'm sure I'll raise both hands in favor!"
Cathy took a hard puff at the corners of her mouth and looked at his hippy smiling face. She curved her lips with a grinning smile. "No girlfriend does not mean no wife. How do you know that people are not married?"
"Uh..." Aaron was stunned, and he wiped his chin and thought, "Marriage? Look at he is not young, but you are not familiar with him? You should know if he's married? I don't think he's the kind of person who cheats on his wife."
"..."
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