Chapter 1170

I didn't want to admit I had dreamt of Bruce again. It was like admitting that I hadn't moved on from him. Lowering my head, I got off the bed. "I… I'll go wash my face." In the bathroom, I looked at my absentminded state and asked myself, "Why did you dream of him again?" We had no interactions in real life anymore, right? In my dreams, where a life-and-death situation occurred, the hero-like person who should have come to save me was Jonah. After all, he was my shining sun who would come to my rescue and stand up for me whenever I encountered trouble. But why did I dream of Bruce every single time? He had never saved me once in real life! All he ever did was bring me eternal pain and trouble! Whatever. This was probably just a shitty dream. I was done pondering about it. Luckily, Caroline didn't press on. She didn't mention a word, as if she had completely forgotten about it. After we checked out of the hotel, we prepared for Caroline's move. Her ability to see something throu