Trixie's brain was blank.
Looking at Okamoto's packaging box in her hand, she didn't react for a long time.
Daryl saw that she's keeping her head down so he casually asked, "Wife, what are you looking for?"
"Nothing, the mobile phone dropped."
Quietly putting the package back, Trixie touched it again, and then touched her mobile phone in the corner.
She pretended to be calm and sat in her position trying to control her emotions.
Daryl and she have never done it in the car, that, she was sure of.
If the watch thing may really be a misunderstanding, Okamoto's packaging box can't be pushed off. Imagine Daryl doing that kind of thing with a beautiful young woman in the car. Trixie couldn't accept it in any way.
I'm her mind, she inexplicably gushed out nausea.
But in order not to misunderstand, she still pretended to ask Daryl casually.
"Husband, did you lend your car to anyone again?"