The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Claire listened to Esme's answer, and seemed to think of something, and her expression was a little dazed.

After a long while.

Claire came back to her senses, looked at Esme, sighed again, and then took Esme's right hand seriously: "Locke chose you as his Mrs. Underwood, which shows that he really has good taste."

Esme smiled slightly when she heard it, but didn't say anything.

Still the same sentence.

She didn't think Locke had good taste.

The question is that the three sisters have rotated so many times, and it has been almost a year now, but Locke didn't notice anything wrong.

But thinking is thinking.

She decided not to tell this matter.

It's better to wait for Locke to find out by himself, and then his expression will definitely be very interesting.

And...

It's useless even if Locke gets angry at that time.

There's no way.

Who makes her a generous and considerate wife.

Esme thought in her heart, and then shifted the topic back to Stephanie: "By the way, Claire, Locke and I have been wondering why Malik did this. If Stephanie really still loves Locke, then shouldn't Stephanie contact Locke herself?"

Claire listened to Esme's question and her expression returned to seriousness.

"I thought so at first, so after you left, Frank and I have been thinking about this problem."

"What did you think of?"

"I have a guess."

After confirming that Esme in front of her perfectly met her requirements for her future daughter-in-law except for her background, Claire did not hide it from Esme and directly told her and Frank a guess.

Esme's eyes lit up when she heard it.

"What guess."

"Stephanie really likes Locke, but because she broke up with Locke in college, she was embarrassed to tell Locke herself."

"..."

Esme was silent after listening to Claire's explanation.

Is this because her mother has a filter for her son?

Mothers all think their sons are the best in the world?

But...

Esme caught a key word in Claire's words.

"She broke up with Locke?"

"Yeah."

Claire nodded, then looked at Esme with a strange expression: "Why, didn't Locke tell you about this?"

Yes.

But he said that he broke up with Stephanie.

Esme blinked.

Although Locke and Claire's confessions were inconsistent, and Claire did not lie.

But...

Esme still believed Locke's statement.

It was he who broke up with Stephanie, not the other way around.

The question is that she also thinks that the husband she chose is the best and most outstanding in the world, otherwise why would the coquettish bitches outside rush to be his husband's mistress.

But why did it become Stephanie who broke up when it was spread outside?

Esme thought to herself.

Then...

When it was night, she and Locke washed up and went to bed, and she couldn't wait to ask Locke beside her.

Locke was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Esme with some curiosity.

"So you talked to my mother for an entire afternoon, and you talked about this? Asking whether it was me or Stephanie who proposed the breakup?"

"I'm quite curious about this."

"It was me."

"Then why did it become Stephanie who dumped you when it got out?"

"The reason is very simple, Malik is the sponsor."

How does the saying go.

Don't offend the sponsor, no matter who you offend.

If he dumped Stephanie, it is obvious that Mr. Gideon Malik, who dotes on his daughter, would be angry.

But he would definitely not vent his anger on Locke.

Son against daughter.

Father against father?

There is no doubt that Gideon Malik would vent his anger on Francis Underwood.

But Locke and Stephanie chose to break up only because of their different ideas, not because of other bloody things.

Their breakup was quite peaceful.

It was even Stephanie who thought of this matter, and suggested that when the time comes, she should say that she was the one who dumped Locke.

It must be said that Stephanie is worthy of being the first woman he wanted to marry in this life.

She is a good woman, and even after hearing that Locke broke up with her, she was still thinking about him.

Because she knew how much her father doted on him, so she also knew how angry her father would be once the news of Locke breaking up with her spread.

This is why Locke said that he didn't like to go back, but was struggling with whether to meet Stephanie.

Because he and Stephanie didn't break up because of their own reasons.

It was just because of some special reasons.

Stephanie looked at her husband and became a snake.

Locke was scared at the time.

So the two broke up.

Locke felt that it was most appropriate to use a sentence from A Chinese Odyssey to describe his and Stephanie's college love that was destined to be apart.

Wearing a tight hoop, I can't love you.

Without a tight hoop, I can protect you as I wish.

But that was Locke two years ago.

Now?

So what if it’s Hydra? If I want to protect it, I can still do so.

Esme listened to Locke's explanation, suddenly realized, then nodded, sat on Locke's body and said with a smile: "So you still miss her?"

Locke looked at Esme who was looking down on him, and smiled: "But I married you willingly."

Esme's mouth drew a beautiful smile.

"I know."

"Then you were jealous before."

"If I wasn't jealous, why would Claire talk to me for an afternoon?"

Esme blinked at Locke, then suddenly remembered something, widened her eyes, looked at Locke, and asked about what Claire said in the afternoon, the school dance that scared Claire to think her son was gay.

Locke was stunned for a moment, then looked at Esme with a suspicious look.

"Who said Hope is a man?"

"Claire."

Esme shrugged, betraying her source again, and then blinked: "Hope, this name sounds very masculine."

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Locke's mouth twitched: "But she is a woman, but she has always dressed very neutrally, but she is indeed a woman."

Although he has never been interested in campus dances and is too lazy to participate, it is a graduation dance after all.

Locke feels that if he doesn't go, he will regret it in the future.

But when he wants to go, it seems that all the female classmates have been invited.

Just then he saw Hope.

Hope van Dyne.

Although this name, from the last name to the middle name to the first name, looks very much like a boy's name.

But Hope is a woman.

Locke dares to guarantee this.

So when he arrived at the scene and saw Hope, who was also alone, he simply teamed up for a while.

As a result...

Those classmates probably wanted to watch the fun, and in the end he and Hope inexplicably became the prom king and queen of their class.

It was amazing.

Locke suddenly thought of something, looked at Esme, and gasped.

"What's wrong?" Esme asked.

Locke said with a strange expression: "I was wondering why my mother always asked me some strange questions after the prom."

Esme became interested.

"For example?"

"Ask me if there are any female or male classmates in high school who I think are very good-looking."

"Also, Congress passed a new non-discrimination bill or something like that."

Locke said so, and then looked at Esme speechlessly: "Does my mother think I'm gay?"

He felt that his reputation was persecuted.

God is my witness.

He studied hard in high school and made progress every day. If he was in the East, he would have been a three-good student every year.

How come he inexplicably became a loner and had problems with his sexual orientation here?

No wonder Claire always dragged him to psychological counseling during the holidays.

Shit!

Esme looked at Locke, whose expression seemed to have eaten a fly, and couldn't help laughing, then stood on Claire's side and said, "But you have to admit that the name Hope van Dyne looks like a boy's name no matter how you look at it."

Locke took a deep breath.

"She's a girl, I swear to God."

"Okay."

Esme looked at Locke's increasingly rosy expression and wisely changed the subject: "Where is she now, are you still in touch?"

Locke shook his head.

"No."

"Aren't you the Emperor and Queen? Don't you have any contact?"

"No one in our class has Hope's contact information."

"Ah."

"She left Washington after graduation. I called her and her phone number had been cancelled."

Locke sighed: "Later, I heard someone say that it seemed that Hope's family business had some problems, and the whole family left the Federation."

Fortunately, so many years have passed now, and he has used practical actions to prove that he is a straight man, not a gay.

Otherwise...

If he had known that, he would have definitely pulled Hope out to testify for him. If he couldn't find Hope at that time, he was afraid that mud would really fall into his crotch, and he would become gay even if he wasn't gay.

Esme looked at Locke who was sighing and blinked.

"But they don't know that you are married, so in their hearts, you are still gay!"

"..."

Locke, who was just relieved, paused and looked at Esme who was looking down at him.

Esme smiled.

The next second.

Esme exclaimed, and then felt dizzy. When she reacted, she saw that she and Locke had switched positions.

Locke stretched out his hand towards the bedside table while lying on his stomach.

Esme crossed her legs and watched Locke grab the phone curiously.

"What are you doing?"

"A class reunion."

"What?"

"I'm a straight man, I'm tough and I'm a tough guy. This must be clarified."

Locke gritted his teeth and flipped through the list in the address book.

Esme looked at Locke who seemed very angry and blinked. She wished Claire was there at this time.

Because she could tell Claire.

See.

Does he look like a gay?

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