Chapter 1848 Mom Has Recycled Him:>Ep2

• As she hurried up the stairs, Sandra had the feeling that someone was watching her. Is he looking? Don't be ridiculous. There's no way he's looking at your fat butt. She shook her head in an attempt to chase the thoughts away, and focused on reaching her room to get out of the wet clothing.
• She felt far more comfortable when she returned downstairs, dry and no longer on display for the whole world to see. That lasted right up until she walked into the kitchen to see Tim leaned back in his chair, his shirt still clinging to his torso in the most eye-catching way.
• She locked her eyes on the fridge and said, "Well, I think I have some ham and cheese. If that's okay?"