Frank smiled even more cunningly, "Oh, Mr. Lancelot, there's no need to hide it. I saw with my own eyes that you and your wife went into a sex toy shop together."
"Wait a minute. Frank, are you mistaken?"
"No. The license plate number 5846 belongs to your wife, right? It's normal in today's society. My girlfriend and I occasionally experience it too. I know a shop that is particularly good. Shall I recommend it to you?"
Frank had a cunning expression.
However, I did go home after socializing last night. As for Grace, she said she went to attend an aromatherapy class with Mrs. Richter and came back very late.
If Frank was telling the truth, the person he saw definitely wasn't me.
That was a complicated situation.
What did this mean? I dared not think further.
To be honest, Grace's recent behavior had been a bit strange. She had many strange ideas since she met Mrs. Richter, but nothing else.
After being married for so many years, I couldn't believe that Grace would have an affair.
Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding?
I kept comforting myself like this, but I couldn't help but pay attention to Grace's actions and found many details that I hadn't noticed before.