Chapter 1012
After Shawn left, Hazel, who was fuming with frustration, shouted at the door, "Do you think I'm out of my mind? Do you think that just because you told me not to go, I'm just going to stay here? I'm going!"
Glancing at the bottle of water on the table, Hazel wiped her lips with the back of her hand, muttering, "Disgusting."
She grabbed the bottle and rinsed her mouth again, then unwrapped a new toothbrush the hotel had sent over and began brushing her teeth.
Meanwhile, back at the station, someone noticed Shawn's shirt was damp around the waist.
"Captain Prescott, what happened to your shirt?"
Shawn, his tone indulgent, replied, "Hazel threw a tantrum."
Later that evening, Hazel returned to the Jefferson residence.
Grace had recently been obsessed with greeting everyone at the door with her chubby baby, Cliff.
To her, Cliff was like a lucky charm, and no one could leave or arrive without a cuddle. His crib had even been conveniently placed in the living room, but Grace

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