Century Flower City.
It was ten at night when Gem Atkinson returned home.
Forsythia Brown was not in the living room. Gem strode directly into the master bedroom, hearing the sound of water from the direction of the bathroom.
She must be washing up.
He took off his coat and left it on the sofa, loosened his tie and tossed it carelessly aside.
As he settled into the bedside sofa, he noticed her mobile phone.
Knowing that she keeps in contact with Emma, he picked up her phone to check their messages. He wanted to see if Emma had any news about Beas.
He opened Emma's chat box effortlessly.
Some messages were old, he had seen them. There seemed to be new ones from today.
Emma: Almost two months now, have you resumed your intimate life with Gem?
Forsythia: No.
Emma: Why not?
Forsythia: I am afraid.
Emma: Why?
Forsythia: I looked it up online. After a woman has a hysterectomy, that area becomes shorter.
