“Sure, why not? Just give me your name and contact number later.”
Stacy’s husband nodded politely, clearly unaware of the undercurrent in her words.
Felix’s eyes flicked between the two of them, his expression unreadable.
“That’s very generous of you, indeed. But I don't need your help.”
Even after hearing his direct rejection, without any padding, Stacy’s smile became wider… as if she had won some undeclared game.
She leaned into her husband’s side, resting her head on his shoulder, while her eyes were locked on Felix’s face.
“Oh, Felix, you are still way too shy to ask and take the things that you need from someone who is in the position of helping you…! Remember there is nothing wrong in taking help, especially as someone who is in a really tough situation… just like you.”
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