These words reached Shalma Hughes's ears, making her even more embarrassed and flustered. She hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think. I was just drunk, and it was getting late, so I stayed at a hotel. It's really not what you think, please don't misunderstand."
"Mrs. Winslow, you're so funny. What are you afraid of when you're with your own husband? How could I misunderstand? Isn't it only natural? I was worried about you and Mr. Winslow at first, but it seems I was overthinking. He must be really busy lately, which is why he hasn't returned to Winslow Garden. However, Mr. Fordham just called and said that Mr. Winslow would be coming back today, so I'm relieved." Mrs. Lewis said this as her hands moved even more fluidly, wrapping the dumplings.
Hearing this, Shalma was surprised. He was actually coming back today?
She glanced at the dumplings Mrs. Lewis was wrapping and asked, "Are these for him?"
