On a cold night, the dinner table at the Galloway family still offered no warmth at all. There is no family warmth in it, only the clinking of cutlery and plates.
They may be sitting in the same chair, but their minds are not the same. They are busy with their own thoughts. It didn't take long, the dinner was over just like that, without any pleasure they felt.
"Come on, Lucy. Let's go back to our room!" asked Alexander to his girlfriend.
Lucia got up and said good bye to Immanuel and Delilah. However, when they had just left the dinner table, Delilah was still trying to find a way, making fun of them both and making them irritated.
"Look at that! Until when are they going to sleep in the same room as that? You shameless woman."
The old woman's lips curved to the right and her eyes
