Cherish Turner held the green plum jar and pursed her lips without speaking.
Suddenly, someone opened the door with a key.
Elijah Butler walked in, carrying a travel bag in one hand and pulling out the key with the other. Looking up, he saw William Griffith holding Cherish Turner in his arms as they sat on the living room sofa, seemingly being intimate. She hesitated for a moment, realizing that it was not a good time to return. Cherish quickly patted the two iron arms around her, and when he let go, she flew out like a little bird, "Elijah, you're back."
"Did I interrupt something?" Elijah Butler teased with a smile, obviously knowing what was going on.
William Griffith calmed down and stood up gracefully. The tender and affectionate man just now quickly returned to his usual indifference, changing his face quickly, "I'll leave first."