Chapter 22: Tiger
So, the potatoes aren't only just good in quality, but in quantity, too? As if Alhai would believe that.
"What about the other sack?" Alhai spoke up, eyeing the other sack on the sink, still in denial that their wife is a changed person.
Coco could have put it on the table with potatoes, but she didn't. It must have been something else because why else would she put it on the sink?
Realizing that he was gushing so much over the potato, Heiren perked up and blinked.
"You're right." Heiren said, dropping the potato back on the sack and walking to the sink, he pulled the thin tie open and peeked inside, once he did, he was so shocked that he stumbled back.
His lower back had hit the edge of the table and his hand shot up to cover his mouth.
"What?" Alhai asked, frowning at the sight of the second husband's understandable reaction, "As I expected, it's not good, isn't it?"
Zaque walked to Heiren, his hand reached out to rub Heiren's back to offer some comfort and hoped for his gesture to help the second husband recover from whatever shocked him.
Since the distance of the table and the sink wasn't that far, Zaque had the chance to look at the contents of the sack.