Sonia took a sip of coffee and breathed deeply. As she was about to continue scolding Lynch, she looked up to find Ariana lost in thought.

“Hello?" Sonia waved her hand in front of Ariana's face.

“What are you thinking about?"

Ariana came to her senses and looked at Sonia.

"Do you think someone in a wheelchair could get their trousers muddy from going out on a rainy day?"

Sonia scratched her head.

“Maybe some muddy water on the road could have splashed onto them?"

“But Theodore only ever goes anywhere by car, and he's always accompanied by bodyguards and his assistant. Surely it would be difficult for him to be splashed?" Ariana was puzzled. Besides, Theodore had a fixation on cleanliness. Why was he waiting for her casually in the Living room instead of changing his trousers? How could he bear those dirty trousers?

This piqued Sonia's interest.

"So you have been absent-minded all this time because you're thinking about your husband!" she said with a wink.

“No. I'm not thinking about him. He's a mean guy with a sharp tongue," Ariana murmured, her cheeks becoming flushed.

“Women are the definition of duplicity," Sonia snorted, as if she was knowledgeable on the subject.

Ariana cleared her throat awkwardly.

“We Live under the same roof. We should at least know what the other person is up to."

With her arms folded, Sonia narrowed her eyes and watched Ariana carefully. Then she spotted something on Ariana‘s neck.

She reached out to touch and rub it, to find a thick layer of concealer. Under it was a love bite! “Wow! I got you!" Sonia exclaimed.

Ariana stood and reached her hand over Sonia's mouth.

“Quiet! It's not what you think.”

Unable to speak, Sonia blinked up at Ariana innocently

“I'LL take my hand away if you promise not to shout," Ariana bargained. Sonia nodded obediently.