Tina was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. Just at that moment, Cynthia opened her eyes and saw that someone seemed to have sat on the chair that was very close to her.
"Tina," Cynthia called her weakly.
"I'm here, Mrs. Stewart," Tina replied.
Cynthia said, "I can't sleep with the bitterness in my mouth. Can you give me some candied fruit?"
She had been taking medicine for many years and had long been accustomed to the bitter taste, but when life was bitter enough, she didn't want to abuse her mouth anymore.
"Okay, right away." Tina hurried out to get the candied fruit.
After eating the candied fruit, Cynthia stared at the chair for a while before falling asleep.
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Meanwhile, in the bar, Wayne no longer had the heart to play. He glanced at the photos Reb
