Chapter 118
"Christine, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. Can I take the day off?" Gloria said in a restrained tone.
Christine was glad. She agreed at once and said, "Sure. I'm glad you finally realize that you need to rest. Go and get some rest today. Don't worry about things here."
After that, Christine hung up the phone.
Gloria stood up. She went to the small wooden table by the bedroom window, sat down, pulled the drawer slowly, and took out a notebook.
She had no hobbies or extracurricular activities, and the notebook had become her only pastime, accompanying her current boring life.
She had not written a diary for a long time. The latest entry was, "After three years, I saw him again."
There was no redundant description or any description of her mood. It was sim
