Eileen heard Monica's voice, quickly wiped the tears from her face, and only after making sure there was no trace did she mumble, "Auntie Monica, the door's not locked."

Monica, smiling, pushed the door open and saw Eileen sitting by the bed, her smile deepening: "What's wrong? Did you just have an argument with Mr. K?"

"No." Eileen shook her head.

"It's normal to have arguments. Men and women are different, sometimes they just can't match our delicacy in thoughts..."

As Monica spoke words of comfort, she sat down beside Eileen, "Eily, tell Auntie Monica your true feelings. What do you think of Mr. K?"

Eileen gazed blankly at Monica....