So, Jay supported Winnie immediately.

"Jay, my foot hurt so much. I think I twisted my ankle." Although she did it on purpose, she did twist her ankle, so it was indeed painful.

Jay bent over to check her feet.

In this way, Winnie almost fell into Jay's arms.

Doris, who was just coming over, saw this. Her face changed dramatically.

What was Jay doing with her?

Was he having fun with her in the pretext of taking care of Landon?

The fruits that Doris had bought for Landon suddenly slipped from her hand and scattered all over the floor. The scene she witnessed made her feel odd and uneasy. She turned around and left at once.

An apple rolled directly towards Jay's feet. He looked up and saw the stubborn figure of Doris. Needless to ask, he knew that Doris must have misunderstood them.

"Ouch, my foot hurt so much!" Winnie twined her arms around Jay's neck.

"Massage it by yourself. I have something to do here." With those words, he pushed Winnie away and rushed after Doris.

As Doris walked into the elevator, she pr

d garnered their attention.

He guessed that his mother would see this explosive news tomorrow.

He wondered how she would react!

Doris was running on the street without destination. She just strayed away, feeling humiliated. She didn't know where she should go.

The weather was gloomy and it was changeable in summer.

Doris felt that her marriage with Jay was just a joke. How could she continue to live with such a person? She was more like his toy to him.

"Jay, you son of a bitch! Have bad luck all your life!" Suddenly, the clouds opened up, and it was pouring down.

It began to rain heavily when Jay came out of the restaurant.

There were pedestrians on the street, and most of them were running into the shops by the roadside to shelter from the rain.

Only the silly girl, Doris, was walking in the rain.

'Damn it! This girl is crazy!' Jay sighed.

The car door was slammed with a thud. Then, Jay stepped on the gas and caught up with her.

However, Doris just ignored his car and walked in the rain in a fit of pique.