Hearing footsteps behind her, Annabelle instinctively turned her head and saw Marvin standing behind her, only wearing a towel. She couldn't help but exclaim, "What are you doing!"
Like a bucket of cold water being poured over him, Marvin instantly woke up.
Annabelle was not one of those casual women, and his impression of her was not very good either. If he continued to behave frivolously, he would probably never have a chance to win her back in the future.
Looking embarrassed, not knowing what to say, the doorbell rang.
"It might be my mom coming back, I'll go and open the door," Marvin pointed to the entrance.
Walking towards the porch, I berated myself silently, wondering why my mother was so good at choosing the wrong timing!
Why did you come back in such heavy rain?
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