JiMingshao didn't notice the difference of Sylvia. After having sex, tiredness swept over him. He fell asleep with her in his arms.

　　However, Sally was not sleepy at all. She tossed and turned in JiMingshao's arms. How much she hoped that JiMingshao was not in a dream at this time. It might be good for him to hug her, chat with her, or at least make her feel that she was needed.

　　But there was nothing. She could only stare at the window in a daze, silently waiting for the sky to spit out white. She was thinking about how to face Samuel tomorrow, a brand new day. Would he...