Chapter 135: So Mrs. Locke Is Planning to Pacify Me?

This is nothing like the perfect hidden marriage life she imagined. Weren't they supposed to mind their own business? It's just a two-year marriage before they divorce. Do they really need to see and connect with each other every day?

Nora Hart vaguely felt that she had fallen into a trap.

"There's always time to clock off even in the busiest schedule."

Nora slipped into slippers as she entered the house: "So, are you off work now?"

"I guess so!"

"Why don't you ask your tablet if it agrees with you?"

Andrew Locke took off the glasses from the bridge of his nose, massaged his brow, and then looked up, his eyes suddenly devoid of fatigue, making Nora almost believe that this man possessed some kind of magic.

"Jordan Hart is looking for Mrs. Locke, should you now tell me where she is?"

"What's the use of finding her?"