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Chapter Seventy

Helma was downstairs with Mary making dinner when her phone rang, it was Donald. "Hey..." Donald said softly. Helma blushed and responded hi. "Where have you been?, It's 6pm already and I can't see you anywhere" Donald nagged like a child. Helma chulked and promised him she was bringing him Dinner soon. Donald hissed and pleaded with her to hurry "can I get fruit parfait for dessert?. Come quick, this weird nurse is creeping me out" Donald whispered.

Helma hunged up and started making parfait for Donald. "somebody is finally getting her nails messed up" Mary teased. Helma and Clara had ordered a private pedicure section while the interior decorators were working. After getting her nails done, Helma had refused to ruin it by making dinner with Mary. She offered to keep her company instead.

Helma laughed at Mary's words and continued chopping. "You love him Helma" Mary said out of the blue. Helma dropped the knife surprised at Mary's direct words. Mary nodded her head and resounded it
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