Chapter 117

Thaddeus was not mad at all. He was in a casual mood. He leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs. He glanced at Linda and asked, “Why are you everywhere?” Seeing Thaddeus’ relaxed state, Linda got the confidence to continue the conversation. “Mr. Fontaine, don’t worry. I didn’t see anything back at Susan’s house.” Thaddeus raised a brow. He glanced at Mona and asked, “So what if you saw us? Is there any problem with us being intimate?” Mona choked on her water. She covered her mouth and coughed. What was he referring to? Had they done something while she was barely conscious? Thaddeus got up from the couch, sat by the bed, and patted Mona’s back to ease the cough. “Be careful. Drink slowly.” Mona was speechless. What was he doing? They were divorced, so who was the show for? “Wait. Mr. Fontaine, I thought you and Susan were already divorced. That means you are just some stranger to her. Are you trying to take advantage of her?” Linda’s imagination went wild when