"Then I'll go back to the kitchen and finish up, the black tea will be ready soon, just wait!"
As George finished speaking, he hurried to the kitchen; Mallia's heart began to feel a bit uneasy watching his retreating figure.
She wondered if she had started to take things for granted now that she had them, or was it a lack of interest now that an opportunity presented itself? There must be some reasons.
Mallia sighed, feeling a heaviness in her stomach, but the warmth there was spreading.
She had been looking at her phone but did not expect to feel sleepy so suddenly, so Mallia just turned her head to the side and fell asleep.
At this moment, George had just brought out the black tea. Seeing Mallia with her eyes closed, she looked like a little girl, completely different from the allure she projected when dressed up to go out.
