Chapter 66 What?

Yaacob paused as though trying to understand what she was trying to say. After a moment, he connected the dots. "Are you talking about those boxers in my drawer?"

"Yes. It's like you're collecting the colors of the rainbow. Is it some kind of secret mission I don't know about?" Nancy chuckled at the thought of this. "I didn't think someone like you would like wearing colorful underwear."

"Those aren't mine! My grandmother came over to help me tidy the house before I returned, and she had bought me most of my clothes. You should know, old grandmothers like colorful things." Yaacob glanced at Nancy and could not help reiterating, "Didn't you notice I kept them all in the guest room? That's because they're all brand new. I've never even worn them."

It was no wonder she kept snickering at him lately. Had she been making fun of his underwear collection all along?

Yaacob felt a strong duty to emphasize his masculinity. "Why the hell would I wear boxers like that?"

Nancy, however, w