The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 4

With that, Penelope made another move toward the wardrobe.

“Which one?” Zebulon yelped, pulling her back again.-

“The one your mother bought for me. It’s my favorite. I’d hate to lose it.”

“It’s not in there. I think I saw it at my office.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Zebulon steered her out of the closet, nearly colliding with Mrs. Sullivan, who was rushing into the room.

“Penelope…”

“Mom, Penelope’s looking for that camel coat you bought her. Have you seen it?”

Mrs. Sullivan blinked a few times before catching on. “Oh, that coat? You’re looking for a coat?”

“Have you seen it?” Penelope asked, her expression perfectly innocent.

“No, I haven’t. It’s just a coat. I’ll buy you another one.”

Penelope smiled. “You’re so good to me.”

Mrs. Sullivan’s face was stiff, and she was at a loss for words.

“Is that for me? Thank you!” Penelope chirped, taking the bowl from her hands.

“That’s… that’s…”

“It wasn’t for me?”

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