During the days when Sandy was recovering, the person she had seen the most was Vincent. Most of the time, he only came to help her apply the ointment. He didn't speak, nor did he want to communicate with her. He was just like a nurse she hired.
It was the third day before her tear was fully healed.
The sunset in Wembley looked very beautiful.
Mary cooked dinner and warmly invited Sandy to join her. Since Sandy felt much better and can walk a little, she happily said yes.
On the dining table, Sandy kept complimenting Mary's food, "Mary, I'm so surprised that you are so good at cooking. It's very delicious."
Mary definitely didn't look like someone who could cook, but to Sandy's surprise, all the dishes were very tasty.
Mary smiled and said, "I just need to be beautif
