Soon, Ethan was covered with her slobber.
As they carried on, I suddenly clapped my hands.
“Why don’t you just kiss here and now? We’ll record a documentary to rewatch later.”
Only then did Ethan realize things looked bad. He quickly pulled away and tried to reassure me.
“Baby, don’t mind it. We’ve been messing around like this since we were kids—I almost forgot you were here.”
I sneered, lifting my head.
“So when I’m not around, do you two just go to bed?”
Someone voiced their dissatisfaction.
“I told you not to bring spouses along. Why bring a woman so petty and sharp-tongued?”
“Some people are filthy themselves and think everything looks filthy.”
“Honestly, treating your husband like he’s some priceless treasure, guarding him so tightly.”
“If they were really involved, it would’ve happened long ago. If Ethan had wanted Chloe, he would’ve married her, not someone else.”
Clearly, this little clique didn’t welcome me.
I was about to finish my juice and leave.
Suddenly, Chloe leaned over.
“Lily Evans, I heard you manage the family finances.”
Her smile was sugary and fake.
“Since it was your husband who busted my implant, why don’t you pay me instead?”
It was an outright test.