Chapter 142: The Dress

Daniel's throat moved as he swallowed, his expression looking somewhat awkward. He couldn't quite describe his feelings—was he caught cheating or just discovered his secret affair? Neither felt accurate. Nancy was still wrapped in a bath towel, her fair skin slightly reddened, making Daniel even more uneasy. Recalling her recent actions, Daniel stepped forward, pinning her against the door. "So, I'm just a fling? You want to hide me?" "Are you so afraid of others seeing me here? What are you worried about?" His breath was getting closer, and Nancy straightened up, laughing awkwardly. "What else? Do you want Blanche to see you here?" Daniel couldn't refute that. He indeed didn't want Blanche to know he was here, or she would cry again. Thinking of Blanche, he became irritated. He clearly liked Blanche, so why did he only have desires for Nancy? He couldn't understand. He tried to kiss Nancy again, but she blocked him with her clothes. "I suggest you figure out how to get back,