Polly Sutton leaned against the door, looking at Victor Parker, with her brow involuntarily furrowed like little mountain peaks, "Is this matter affecting things so much?"
"As expected." Victor mimicked her stance, leaning against the other side of the door, "You once thought Matthew Moore was pretty decent, how about now?"
Polly closed off, turning to press her forehead against the door, "How is it always like this, yet I thought they were still decent people."
Victor watched Polly, who was leaning against the door lost in thought. Whether they were decent people or not, Victor wasn't quick to draw a conclusion, but deceiving his wife was something Victor always remembered.
After a moment of solitude, Polly turned to face Victor, "You wouldn't cheat me too, right?"
Upon hearing this, Victor tapped her forehead lightly, "I think your brain is just for show."
