I STILL LOVE YOU

ck, panting. As soon as she entered, Su Zhiming ques

he couch with her eyes closed, whil

walked straight up to Bridget and

t odor w

gh

ream filled the room as she turned p

laimed, her face lighting up with excit

disbelief, "What

using something with a strong smell under their nose. It should help them wake up." She seemed quite pleased with hers

ht a whiff of it, she would complain for ages. So when she saw Elinor Fernan

ell mixed with the vomit made the room unbearable. Joshua Scott felt equally nauseated

k teach you this?" Sylvia Fernan stammered

ur poor grades, there's no way you'd know.

Fernan,

Scott,

Foster

t felt like she was about to bring up bile. Finally, she deflat

an excuse to leave the room. This left Sylvia Fernan staring at Bri

the smell of stinky tofu. She thought it was the most d

" Sylvia Fernan's shrill voic

ot her a cold look. "You don'

verge of a breakdown. She hated the foul smell a

should do something for her. Aren't you her fav

r. She had never faced su

pleading. "Elinor, you can't just stand by and let Mom deal with this a

hether you want to clean or not is up to you. I don't

Foster retching painfully and Sylvia Fernan's continuous

e suffering she endured in her past life, w

rday, and there were

as still asleep, so she decided to go for a run a

ia Fernan would take her spot at university again. She had to stop t

a shop selling soda. She pulled out fifty cents and bough

e, watching two people

r nine hundred, and I'm only letting it go for four hundred because I need the money urgently. Your offer is way too low; I can't

sell for about two hundred bucks. I'm already offering you fifty more; that's a fair deal. Think it over-if you don

liness, causing Elinor Fernan to glance a few more times at the young m

dded, "How about this? I'll throw in an extra twenty buc

, no hard

t is," the middle-aged man grit

as the middle-aged man walked away, he held th

ip it for at least

reath, thinking he wouldn't hear her. To her surpr

t was the best way to judge

igh nose, and narrow eyes that slightly squ

elsewhere to avoid his gaze, but

amine her, he asked, "

r felt a rush of nervousness under his scrutiny. However, she quickl

're a shad

d, "Oh really? How a

d easily sell for two to three hundred bu

compliment. "That camera is only worth about two hundred at a second-hand market. If I buy it for seventy less, the seller is stil

ill felt he was a shady dealer. There was something abou

to size her up, reminded her of a fox-sharp

ed him from somewhere bu

shing her soda. She stood up, brushed off th

wards chuckled to himself as he picked up th