Trial Of The Senses

"Mommy, Mommy!"

Waking up from her dream, Gloria hurriedly turned on the light and looked at the side of the bed. "Sheila, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare again?"

When Sheila opened his eyes, the room was lit up. She screamed again, "Don't turn on the light! Don't turn on the light!"

Gloria was so anxious that she forgot about it just now. She quickly turned off the light again. The room immediately became dark. Then Sheila became quiet.

Since returning from the wedding, Sheila had been a little weird. She did not like light at all. If she went to sleep at night, she must ask Gloria to accompany her, otherwise she would not be able to sleep well. In the darkness, Gloria's heart broke. Holding her daughter tightly in her arms, she said, "Sheila, Francis will come to you tomorrow and ask you to divorce him in the Civil Affairs Bureau. Tomorrow you..."

"No! I don't want to go out, mom. People outside are scolding me, they are cursing me... "

With a heavy sigh, Gloria said, "Since this matter has come to this, you have to go out even if you don't want to. You'd better to divorce and have an end with this matter as soon as possible. Do you still want to be with Francis?"

Hearing this, Sheila shed tears again. She had devoted too much in this relationship, and it was not so easy to get rid of it.

"You were once possessed and insisted on marrying Francis. How nice is Ethan! He was very loyal to you. Even you like this, he still comes to see you. When you get a divorce, marry with Ethan if he still wants to marry you."

"But I like Francis. I want to be with Francis. I don't want to divorce my mom."

She really wanted to pry Sheila's brain to see what kind of poison on earth had Francis used to her? Why was she so stubborn! Then she thought that Sheila had been through too much today, so she was afraid that she would not be able to digest it. She hesitated for a while and said, "Go to sleep. You have to see your father tomorrow."

Sheila didn't wake up in the latter half of the night, and Gloria finally had a good sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Gloria had to cook breakfast herself because all the servants, including Betty, quitted. She hadn't been to the kitchen for many years, and the breakfast she made was disagreeable. Sheila was in a bad mood, which made her have no appetite at all. After finishing breakfast hastily, Gloria and Sheila left for the hospital.

As usual, she would have dinner with Samuel. She was in a hurry on the way here this morning because of yesterday's incident and she had no time to accompany Samuel. When Gloria rushed to the door of the ward in a hurry, she was stopped by two doormen. The clothes of these two people were very familia

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

d just come into the material world, and it was time for her to compare her status. She wanted to step on a woman as arrogant as Gloria. When she passed her, she shook her waist deliberately to get a glimpse of Gloria with her beautiful eyes. "You ugly monster, upstart, and rude."

"You!" Gloria was furious with Alice.

Seeing this, Ashley could not help but smile. Although Alice had done harm to her a lot before, it had to be said that Alice's action was very vented.

Alice said happily, giving Alice a thumbs up.

In the ward, Betty was sewing something on a chair. Seeing that Ashley came in, she made a "hush" gesture at once. The two girls who came in understood and quietly sat on the bench aside.

"Mr. Fang felt sleepy after breakfast and fell asleep again." Betty explained.

Looking at the stuff in Betty's hands, Ashley asked curiously, "What do you knit?"

"Gloves." The woman lifted up the semi-finished product like presenting a treasure, "It's for you, Miss."

"For me?" Pleasantly surprised and curious, Ashley stepped forward to have a look. The silk was soft and the rough shape of the half finished gloves could be found. It felt warm to touch them.

Alice looked at the aside with admiration, too. "It's so beautiful. Your workmanship is so good, even my mother can't knit it."

"It's my pleasure." Betty smiled, "If you want it, I can make a new one for you after I finish making it for Ashley. When the work is done, I'll ask Ashley to bring it to you."

"Really?" Alice was delighted, "Would we bother you too much?"

"Of course not." Betty was very generous. "They're just a pair of gloves. It's not a big deal. I can make them when I'm free."

Alice happily folded her hands and said, "Thank you, auntie. I want you to knit this kind of red gloves for me. The color is nice."