It's just... he stared at the tightly closed double doors of the master bedroom, they really resembled...
Could there truly be two people in the world who look so much alike?
With a soft sigh, Morgan Benson turned to enter the elevator, and Lorraine Hanson followed suit.
After the elevator doors closed, Lorraine Hanson fixated on him and asked, "What's the matter? You don't seem to be interested in hitting on Doctor Stone, could it be… related to the person you are looking for?!"
Morgan Benson remained silent, his bloodshot eyes fastened on the elevator's number panel until they reached the third floor. They both stepped out of the elevator, and then he sighed again.
"Actually, for many years, I've been looking for someone..."
"I know..." Lorraine Hanson nodded, speaking softly, "I see you driving out every time we're in Miami, for the whole day. We've all guessed you were searching for something, and later, I thought it must be a woman..."
"A woman..."
