Due to a misunderstanding, this farce grew bigger and bigger.
Eve Sherman originally wanted to call the police, but the person was Claire Lynn's husband, and it seemed too dismissive of their relationship, so she dragged Wyatt Crawford into the car.
Wyatt, having been punched for no reason, was in a foul mood. "What kind of lunatic is that? You should stay away from him, understand? I think he looks like the type who would commit domestic violence. If you really care about your female coworker, you should report him to the police. That way, he'd have a record, and if he does anything in the future, it will all be on file."
"But their kid is still young, and I've been thinking about it; I didn't want to call the police."
Eve sighed, looking worriedly at his face. "He hit you really hard. I'll boil an egg and massage it for you when we get back."
"What a mess this is."
Wyatt was still mumbling about it, but Eve had lost the heart to listen.
