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The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 617

At Gardner's house.

In Casey and Edith's bedroom.

Edith thoughtfully stared at Casey for a few seconds, as if she were going to see through Casey with her big clear eyes.

Being looked at in that way, Casey was embarrassed and asked, "Is there anything on my face?"

"No, no. You're not normal today. Casey, have you concealed anything from me?" Edith asked thoughtfully.

Casey was stunned at once and asked, "Why do you say so?"

"You've been not normal since we met Annabel. For example, when Annabel invited us to live in her presidential suite for one night, why did you directly refuse?" Edith stared at Casey as if she were interrogating a criminal.

Casey shrugged and said, "We've a place to live in. Why should we live in her place? Besides, aren't Fisher and Anika going to cook us a big meal for us tomorrow? If we live there, we might not be able to come back in time."

"Excuse. It's obviously an excuse. Humph, Casey, you no longer love me, right?" Edith compressed her lips and put on an aggrieved expression.

Feeling embarrassed, Casey looked at her and said, "Darling, how is it possible that I don't love you? The reason why I want to come back here is really that Fisher and Anika are going to cook a big meal for us tomorrow."

Edith ballooned her cheeks, put her hands on her hips and said, "I don't believe it. Don't underestimate the intuition of women. When I believe there's something wrong with you, there must be something wrong with you."

Looking at Edith, Casey secretly agreed with Edith. There was really something wrong with the relationship between him and Annabel. But it was different from what Edith thought.

Besides, Edith became lovelier and lovelier after she was pregnant. Casey wondered if all pregnant women were like that.

"Well, then I'll tell you. I feel that she seems to like me, so I don't want to live with her." Casey said.

Previously, Edith was going to listen to him seriously. After hearing what he said, she immediately widened her eyes.

Then she touched Casey's forehead and asked, "Casey, do you have a fever?"

Casey rolled his eyes and spoke, "I'm serious. Didn't you find that she looked at me in a strange way? Listen, men's hunch could sometimes be quite right."

Edith stuck out her tongue at Casey. After knowing the reason why Casey was not normal today, she was immediately not suspicious and spoke to him, "You're a narcissist. In my opinion, it's you that like her."

"Didn't you really find it? If that's not true, why did she want me to challenge the young master of the Chan family? It already tells something." Casey said seriously.

"She's as beautiful as a fairy. How is it possible that she would like you? Besides, you're already married. Could it be that she wants to take you away from me?" Edith lay down on the bed.

Casey silently said "yes" and thought that that was indeed what Annabel was thinking.

"Well, go to bed now. We need to help Fisher and Anika to cook tomorrow." Edith said.

"Wait. I need Annabel to do me a favor." Casey said.

"What?" Edith asked.

"Today, I defeated the young master of the Chan family. Besides, I made him lose his face in the presence of so many people. As a young master of a family like him, he wouldn't let me off. I'm afraid that he would take revenge later and that Fisher and his family would be involved in it. So, I want to take the initiative to deal with it." Casey said.

Edith nodded. In this respect, Edith deeply trusted Casey.

"Well, I'll just tell you her cell phone number. You can make a phone call to her tomorrow and tell her what you want her to do yourself. But you mustn't like her. Understand?" Edith said with her eyes wide open.

"Yes! My wife's pregnant. How is it possible that I would like other women? Tomorrow night, just cook and wait for me with Fisher and Anika. After I come back and have dinner, we'll soon go home." Casey said.

Edith nodded, lay down in Casey's arms and then slowly fell asleep.

......

On a cliff of Moon Island.

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