Entangled with my best friend's husband

as if realizing something, and

half asleep, blinked at h

me? I have work tomorr

onto the bed, buried her head into his chest, a

ed, gritting his teeth

ow, carrying a

ghtly, she snuggled closer into

his woman

into view, the bedside lamp casting a soft, warm glow over

s somewhat spellbound, but

resting on his body and sto

ovements. She opened her misty eyes,

fingers pinched her chin, "Don't play wi

s unintentionally emitted dangerous au

llen, n

looking at him with fearful eyes. It

ly woke up, Allen

ed with a pale face, somewhat aggrieve

r, the pow

remedy from her bedside table

tongue, she drank half the bottle in one go, fina

ountless missed calls and me

e displayed the swe

with teary eyes, she deleted them all and bloc

appeared, and Scott also seemed

Hazel were getting married; he m

ly lay her head on the desk, on the v

w, hunched over and squinting

s kicked from behind, which s

r a lazy smile, "Little buddy, what are we hav

if you kick my chair aga

long legs toward her, with an espec

months ago, always fond of joking around with her.

icked up her water cup and ro

led after her, "Kid, it's just a jo

Kimberly? It's only due to her good temper that she doesn't re

at's up with her these past few

ague shrugged their shoulders, "

nt back to his seat, hi

e in the

a cup of tea, her ph

tt's Robin

few seconds, then took a deep breath and ans

you need

s arranged a dinner with the Watson family

ids. Not to mention, you're good friends with Hazel. Now tha

eclined, "Aunt, I have to work overtime

ers often work extra time, but it's Scott's important da

inson's wish. Talk to your boss about ta