Chapter 218

　　Gloria mocked herself in her heart, 'Maybe my life has become too simple, so my mind has gotten slower.' 　　Ellison looked at Gloria's dull face with appreciation, trying to find traces of her bright smiles from her childhood. His eyes blinked with regret. It seemed that the smiling Gloria would never appear again. 　　"The coffee tastes really good." Ellison took another sip. 　　Gloria suddenly reacted. She frowned and said, "That's my cup." 　　"Sorry." Ellison put down the cup in his hand gracefully. 　　Gloria looked at him with surprise. It was her cup. Wasn't it something very private that people don't share with strangers? 　　She said angrily, "You are Ellison, right? I can let you use the lounge chair, but you are not supposed to touch my cup. That's not polite. Or do you often drink from a stranger's cup?" 　　"Don't be angry," Ellison smiled, raised his hands, and comforted her. "I was thirsty just now, and I didn't know it was your cup. Otherwise, I would have asked for your permissi