You had a bad night. His tears made him uncomfortable. He remembered that he hadn`t seen much of his wife yet – even on the beach this summer, she had worn a Baggy T-shirt over her swimsuit, and even the children`s requests couldn`t let her into the water. “It was like more, but you`re probably right. His smile was soft at best. “Don`t worry, no one saw me. His broad, smooth forehead crumpled as he tried to calm him down. Ethan Kemp`s wife, who was walking around the market town where they lived in that state, would not create the image he would approve of, and Ethan looked after the image they presented to the world. Didn`t you think about ringing me, or the police? But Ethan knew that Hannah`s practice would be the most comfortable woman until he discovered that his shy wife had hidden passions.
Fascinated, he wanted their marriage pact to be concluded on much more intimate terms. He felt like a real husband! “You have to release this,” he says, pulling on the edge of the towel. The warm glow that had enveloped her was suddenly dissipated by a flood of irrational fear. “I landed in Brambles and my clothes were a little torn when I came out,” she says objectively. “I hid in a ditch for a while, just in case he was following me, and then I went home through the fields.” “Why? Nothing happened. I expect them to copy me like a neurotic female. If Ethan could think so, why not strangers? “I want my bag back, but my wallet is in it.” “It`s a depressing philosophy.” The depth of their passion shocked him; The fact that she had a passion shocked her! More than he shocked him – it made him agitated. What other surprises lurk beneath the quiet exterior? “You weren`t there!” she shot him, furiously. “He was… Things to say. In a large group, Craig`s behaviour was unusual, but as soon as he had Hannah alone, his whole attitude had changed. Everything he had said had been tied with a dirty innuendo. His icy silence had not discouraged him at all.
“Not exactly.” You can`t call it a crash to jump out of a car that`s moving at 30 miles per hour. She had a good idea of what Ethan would call — madness, probably. He was not there. It was — a deep shiver that went through her body, and it sank as the whole room came. “I lost my ring!” she cried as she saw it. “What ring?” he asked, empty, moving to his side. . “Thank you. Sorry if I dirty it. Good night, Ethan. This polite but firm dismissal seemed to lead him to change his mind about what he was going to say.
She smiled vaguely at him when she disappeared into her room. Seconds later, she heard the sound of Ethan`s bedroom door. “Drink this.” She was trying to turn her head when her nostrils were swelling against the smell of raw alcohol. “Do as I say.” Why would he lie to her? He thought she had a double life? “I was… That is what I did. She looked up at her face and read the implacability.