Lydia walked into the room and Logan smiled at her, she dropped his phone and ignored him.
“I have to go home.” She said searched around for her stuffs but didn't see any.
“Where are my stuffs?” She yelled and Logan looked at her surprised.
“Babe, is something wrong?” Logan asked as she wore her sandal and ran out of the room.
“Lydia.” Logan called and ran after her, she ran out of the house and took a taxi immediately, Logan sighed immediately the taxi left.
“What again?” He muttered and entered his house.
Lydia got home and locked all the doors and windows so Logan won't get in, she sat on her bed and burst into tears.
The last thing she wanted Henry to know was her being a prostitue, he knew all this while and he didn't sag anything. How the hell is she going to confront him?
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