Amelia Cobb had never imagined that one day she would become what she was now.
Holding medicine, sitting nearby, taking care of her sick husband.
Christopher Robinson, in his drowsy state, forced himself to focus and look at Amelia, "Did Madeline Carter give you a hard time?"
This question was too common, like a husband asking his wife if she had been wronged.
But it was these ordinary questions that made Amelia inexorably lose herself in warmth, as if he had done nothing yet everything at the same time.
Everything seemed so simple, yet also appeared so complex.
Amelia's heart was like a thousand tangled knots hanging at the door, impossible to unravel.
But fortunately, she had deep experience.
She had dealt with countless people, and her long life had taught her the secret of hiding herself, so at this very moment, she was not too weak.
She put down the cup in her hand: "No one can make me feel troubled."
