Chapter 172

Calliope shot him a confused glance. "I'm changing clothes for my mom-what could you even help with?" Conrad quickly waved his hands, "No, not that. I meant other stuff." Bradley had a point-Calliope was still a pampered young lady. If things really got overwhelming for her, he couldn't just stand by and let her struggle alone. But Calliope shook her head, her expression firm. "You've already helped me a lot. You've spent so much time here, I honestly feel guilty." "Go take care of your own stuff. You don't have to come every day." After saying that, she turned around and went back to what she was doing. Conrad stood there for a moment. His fingers curled slightly by his side. She didn't want to trouble him? Technically, he should be glad about that-but then why did it feel so off? Just then, a hand clapped him on the shoulder. He turned his head to see Damon standing there, grinning with a hint of mischief. "Looks like your wife doesn't quite see you as her husband yet, huh? Buckle up