Bab 932: Chapter 932 My Good Husband

By the time she realized what was happening and turned around, Dylan Collins had already started packing up the luggage inside.

He took out each item from the suitcase and put them in their designated places, even though they had brought quite a few belongings for their few days' stay. After all, it was their own plane, so taking a bit more didn't really matter.

Wait, that's not right. As a man, she is the delicate wife, so it should be her handling the luggage. How could she let Dylan Collins do the packing?

"Put it down, put it down, quickly put it down."

Hallie Morgan hurried over,

"Leave all this to me, what are you doing with these? Don't I always take care of it?"

"??" Dylan Collins smiled doubtfully, since when had she ever done this?

But then he remembered what Hallie had said before and understood; this was another one of her performances.

Fine, let her pack if she can.

While packing, the staff asked, "Which one of you does the cleaning at home, normally?"