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The most important thing between husband and wife was trust, wasn’t it?
How could he have been fooled by Dalton in a few words into not distinguishing right from wrong?
But the photos…
Chandler asked, “Meryl, I just went out because I received some photos.”
Meryl subconsciously clenched the fork. “What photos?”
“The photos of you and Dalton.”
Realizing that the photos must upset him, Meryl asked, “Could you show them to me?”
“They are destroyed, but I can describe them to you.”
“In the first photo, you’re holding hands outside the concert hall. In the second one, you’re hugging like a loving couple. In the last one, you’re in the same bed.”
Chandler noticed that Meryl had a cold look on her face.
She didn’t expect Dalton to be so evil!
No wonder Chandler just left in a rage!
Dalton obviously used the photos to convince Chandler that she
had an affair with him.
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Meryl stared up into Chandler’s eyes seriously. “Do you believe
me?”
“In this half a month, I indeed went to a concert with Dalton, but my original intention was to escape. I held hands with him only to let his guard down. Besides, I promise we didn’t lie in the same bed! We have nothing to do with each other! Chandler, do you believe me?”
Meryl met Chandler’s eyes and said through tears, “Believe it or not, I’m telling the truth.”
She was depressed.
To her surprise, one day, she had to prove her innocence.
Chandler was very distressed. He sat down beside her and embraced her.
“Meryl, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have told you this. I hurt you, didn’t I?”
It really hurt Meryl that Chandler suspected her of cheating on him.
But she was very clear that he was not to blame.
If Dalton hadn’t kidnapped her, how could there have been so much trouble?
Meryl choked. Despite being in Chandler’s arms, she felt sad.
She had no idea if this would drive a wedge between them.
Chapter 443 I’m Telling the Men only drank when they were
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Chapter 443 I’m Telling the Truth
Men only drank when they were in a bad mood, didn’t they?
