Not Going to Tell You

In crucial times, the only one she could rely on was herself. "Hmph!" Molly was already holding onto a grudge and muttered with hatred, "I'm not going to tell you anything from now on! Hmph!" Madam Dahlia, who had just come back from the market, heard what Molly said and asked with a smile, "Miss Molly, what are you talking to yourself about?" "Nothing." Molly stuck out her tongue. Madam Dahlia put down the food she bought, seemingly in a good mood. Molly looked around and knew why Madam Dahlia was so happy. So, she poured a basin of cold water. "Madam Dahlia, you are happy too early." Madam Dahlia was stunned and asked, "Miss Jules and Mr. Joseph... haven't made up yet?" Before going out to buy groceries, Madam Dahlia saw Lucille climb over the wall and enter the villa next door, and then she saw Lucille entering the villa through the front door. Since the two of them had met, the probability of reconciliation was 99 percent! Madam Dahlia was very happy, so she went out to buy vegetab