Chapter 142 Who?

Travis rose from his seat, displeased as he surveyed the wrinkled coat and the visible traces of dust on his clothes. Sabrina suppressed a smile, offering him a wet wipe from her bag. "Let's clean that up first." Men with cleanliness obsessions were delicate creatures indeed. Travis used the wet wipe to remove the visible dust, but despite his efforts, he still felt unsettled. The wrinkled clothes made him uncomfortable all over, and the sight of the dust on the floor made him want to strip off his clothes immediately. Meanwhile, Sabrina was preoccupied with what had just happened. Thinking about Phyllis accidentally witnessing that scene, Sabrina felt a headache coming on. Their relationship had already been thoroughly misunderstood by others, and this incident would only make things more complicated. After finishing wiping, Travis casually tossed the wet wipe into the trash can and arranged the coffee table and sofa that had fallen over, then sat back down. He looked up at