The mother-in-law demanded the password to my phone, and my husband approved, thinking I was hiding something. — «Lena, don’t you trust my son?»
Lena, don’t you trust my son?» Marina Sergeyevna put her phone down on the table and crossed her arms over her chest. «What does trust have to do with it? It’s my personal phone,» Lena tried to speak calmly, although she was boiling inside. «What are you hiding in your phone? Come on, give it […]
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