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Sasha was stunned.
Chris astutely noticed the doubt and panic that flickered across her eyes.
His brow furrowed. 'Did she not understand our "old rules"?'
These were the little things they did for each other. He would trim her bangs when they got too long, and she would
shave his mustache.
Chris mustered a smile. "Have you forgotten about our old rules?"
She appeared flustered, scanning her surroundings.
"Lena! What's bothering you today?"
"Oh, Chris!" She swiftly changed the subject. "Look at that store. They have such lovely clothes!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Lena—"
"Let's go. Come on, let's check it out!" She playfully nudged him toward the store. "Buy me a dress. I adore wearing
dresses!"
Chris wandered through the entire mall, being gently pushed by her. After buying one dress, her shopping
enthusiasm appeared to have been unleashed. He trailed behind her with numerous shopping bags, willing to
purchase whatever she set her eyes on.
Chris had spent a considerable sum within two hours—he had never spent so much since they met.
It wasn't the money that hurt. Rather, he could no longer ignore the suspicion festering within him.
Sasha eventually said, "Um... Chris, I'm tired. Let's call it a day?"
Chris examined her closely and nodded.
She continued with her deceit. "Oh, I need to swing by the school to see Alexander. I want to check on his studies."
"It's your day off today. Do you have to work?"
"Oh..." She averted her gaze. "Isn't it common to work overtime?! Just wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."
Sasha grabbed her shopping bags and vanished like a gust of wind.
Chris fell into deep contemplation as he watched her depart.
Work overtime? Lena had never mentioned that before. It wasn't because she was unwilling to put in extra hours—
she consistently finished her work during regular hours.
Hearing "working overtime on her day off" from her was simply inconceivable. 'Lena is... extraordinarily strange
today,' he thought.
Sasha carelessly tossed her shopping bags onto the floor upon returning home, kicking her heels aside.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZachary had been patiently waiting there.
"This is what you requested." Zachary's tone was icy. He placed a stack of photographs in front of her. "Here you
are."
She glanced at him and opened the envelope. The pictures depicted Lena confined in a dim basement.
No light, sustenance, water, or electricity—only endless darkness and chill.
Sasha chuckled with excitement. "Thank you!"
Zachary leaned against the wall, his gaze appearing distant, lost in thought.
"Look, Zachary. These are the things I bought today!" She proudly displayed her spoils. "The Hamertons are
wealthy, and Chris is incredibly handsome... All eyes were on me when I walked in with him!"
She reveled in her fantasy as she spoke. "Zachary, a man like that doesn't belong with Lena, does he?"
He inhaled deeply and shut his eyes.
She asked absentmindedly, "By the way, Zachary, did you find out how Lena and Chris usually spend their time
together? He's still waiting for me at home! I must pack up and move into his place!"
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