Emma and her second sister-in-law walked in the garden for an hour; she wanted to wait to see if her sister-in-law would say anything more, but in the end, she remained silent.
Returning to the room, she immediately pulled the man who was working over, naturally sitting on his lap:
"Alex, I think there's something strange about my second sister-in-law."
Alex put down the computer mouse, his warm hand gently rubbed her waist:
"What's strange?"
Emma pouted:
"I can't say it clearly, I just feel like she's deciding something. Actually, I have a bold guess."
Alex looked at her small face, frowned, and his slender fingers touched between her eyebrows:
"Okay, just guess."
She couldn't help but glare:
"I'm serious, I'm not joking. I think maybe... my second sister-in-law wants to divorce your brother."
"Oh."
"Oh?" Emma glared at him.
"No wonder. The old man has been worrying about this for ten years." Alex calmly replied.
"..."
