"Amelia, what do you mean by that?" Jenny's smile seemed strained. "I really didn't mean anything by it. Are you suspecting me?"
"No, not at all!" Amelia shook her head. "How could I ever suspect you?"
She was just worried that Jenny being too close to Clay would lead to her getting hurt. After all, she had a feeling that Clay's words weren't just for show.
Besides, rumors weren't always true.
Clay might really be disabled, but the rumor that he was impotent was likely just gossip.
After all, the feeling in her hand was real when she touched him that morning.
"Amelia, if you don't suspect me, why would you say something like that?" Jenny's expression turned crestfallen. She looked down and spoke softly. "Is it because of what Maria said earlier?"
Amelia remained silent, just furrowe
