Chapter 45: plummeted

She is not a child, of course she knows what it is. The thought that Daryl might do that with other women in her car made her sick. The last time she found a woman's underwear on a work car, this time she felt this kind of thing behind. She really doesn't know if Daryl did it on purpose. "Husband, did you lend your car to someone else today?" She asked. "Rick borrowed it in the morning." Daryl replied casually, and then seemed to think it was strange for her to ask this question. "What's wrong with my wife?" "There is something under the car seat, is it phlegm?" Kinsley was in the car so her words were obscure, but Daryl's expression was very subtle and looked a little nervous. "This old Rick is like this every time he borrows this car, and I will never lend it to him again." Daryl said, but glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner. His little moves did not escape her eyes, but she did not continue to ask. As soon as the steering wheel turned, Daryl drove the car to the