Chapter 32

The most tormenting thing Sandy felt in her life was waiting. She had tasted this. From waiting with expectation to gradually despair, her heart had been repeatedly tortured and there was no moment of relaxation. Perhaps even Henry didn't even know how ambiguous these two words seemed to her to give her hope and how cruel it was that she didn't dare to ask for hope. She watched those two words gradually lost her consciousness, and when she came back to her senses, her hand had already typed the word "OK". She was stunned. Is the word "Ok" answering to what he said to talk to her or... to wait for him? Feeling irritated, Sandy deleted the word, threw the phone aside, turned off the light, and buried herself in the bed. Tossing around for a while, until one or two o'clock in the morning, she still didn't fall asleep. There was a sting in her heart. Her lips trembled, so she picked up the phone that she had just thrown back, unlocked it, and the screen still stayed on the two