Chapter 0175
“What’s that?” I asked, pointing at the red scarf clutched tightly in his hand.

He paused for a moment and took in a sharp breath, clutching the scarf even tighter. It was a delicate scarf that was meant for a woman, not a man. There were little designs stitched into it.

“Uh, it’s nothing,” he sai
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