"Such a pretty girl..." Melody Foster couldn't help but comment as she watched Darton Thompson's retreating figure.
Nigel Clegg heard the implied meaning in her words and immediately declared his loyalty, "She's just a junior nurse, absolutely no relation to me at all."
"I didn't say anything," Melody Foster innocently looked at Nigel Clegg, "Why do you feel the need to clarify?"
"I'm afraid you might get the wrong idea," Nigel Clegg embraced Melody Foster's shoulders, "considering how outstanding your husband is, and you do like to let your imagination run wild."
Melody Foster originally intended to tease Nigel Clegg about his thick skin.
Upon further thought, he indeed was quite outstanding...
Fine, she could only purse her lips and huff discontentedly.
The situation with Jose quickly stabilized.
"Jose really is too much of a handful," Victoria's mom said with a touch of worry, looking at Nigel Clegg, "Hey, Michael, you need to take better care of him, okay?"
