Chapter 855 More Than Meets The Eye
“I... went out with a friend. I have a very close friend who just arrived in Pollerton yesterday. He phoned me and asked me out for a meal, so we chatted for a while,” Donald fibbed.
“A friend? What friend, Darling? Why didn't I know that you had friends?” Jennifer questioned with puzzlement etched across her features.
The corners of Donald's mouth twitched. “What are you saying, Darling? Can't I have friends? You're not acquainted with that friend of mind, so you won't know who it is even if I tell you his name.”
Jennifer was easily duped. Since he had said as much, she nodded without any intention of pressing further.
However, Hannah sneered and retorted, “How do you know that if you don't say his name? After all, our circle of acquaintances is small. What if your friend is also our friend?”
When Donald heard that, he knew she wanted to expose his lie by using the Nixon family's connections.
He pondered for a moment and said, “That friend of mine is known as Raphael Carr. Are you acquainted with him?”
Hannah scoffed, “Who knows whether the person you mentioned exists or otherwise?”
Gosh, she's the one who asked for a name. And now that I've satisfied her, she doesn't believe it. Such are women!
Donald was a man, so he did not plan on taking offense to Hannah and the others.
Most importantly, he had no idea why they were angry. He had no way of appeasing them. In truth, he had always been a person who was inept at making girls happy.
In the many years he had been with Jennifer, he had almost never done something nice for her.
He went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water for a shower. No sooner had he started showering than a beautiful figure appeared outside the door.
In a flash, his nerves stretched taut.
Is Hannah up to her tricks again? Jennifer is still outside, and she might misunderstand things. Worse still, she's easily jealous!
Following that thought, he felt that he needed to do something.
Hmm, the best solution is probably to lock the door, right?
Just as he was about to lock the bathroom door, Jennifer's voice drifted in from outside.
“Do you need me to help scrub your back, Darling?”
Sheer relief suffused Donald when he heard that it was Jennifer. Phew! I'm glad it isn't Hannah!
Chuckling, he replied, “Of course. Hurry up and come in.”
Donald took the initiative to open the door, only to be greeted by the sight of Jennifer in a pink ice silk bathrobe and her lovely face flushed bright red.
To his amusement, she was holding a bamboo basket in her hands.
The bamboo basket contained a bath glove and soap. She looked very much professional at a glance.
“What's this, Darling?”
At the man's surprised expression, Jennifer burst into giggles and said, “Hannah taught me this. She said people in the north use these during a bath, and it's exceedingly comfortable.”
Hearing that, Donald could not help asking, “You're saying that it's exceedingly comfortable? Does that mean that you've already experienced it with Hannah?”
The scarlet shade staining Jennifer's face deepened. She poked the man in the forehead. “What filthy thoughts run through your mind all the time? What's the problem with close female friends taking a bath together? Don't men do the same?”
“No. Never. No matter how close we are, we don't have such a kink.”
Jennifer smacked Donald on the back before huffing, “Do you want a scrub or not? If you do, hurry up and turn around.”
Only a fool would turn down a beauty offering to service him.
Donald turned around happily. Putting on the bath glove, Jennifer started scrubbing his back hard.
“What kind of business is that friend of yours involved in, Darling?”
Donald quirked a brow, promptly realizing that there was more than meets the eye to the matter.
Good Lord! It turns out that she came in to fish for information!
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