At noon on Wednesday, after lunch, Jaylene took her lunch break to send a very formal message to Joseph Thompson:
Second Young Master Thompson, cherishing the maturity of adulthood, I sincerely hope that the love story between Miss Richardson and you can evolve into an ancient legend. Therefore, please remember to treat me as a stranger in the future. No, we were always strangers, so could you please stop bothering me? Jaylene Ziel, a minor figure, sincerely implores Second Young Master Thompson - Please let me go!
After sending this message, she immediately switched off her mobile phone, opened the back cover, took out the battery and card, and then cut the card into pieces with scissors.
Having done all this, she took a long sigh of relief, considering last night's experiences as nothing more than a dream, and all dreams are illusions that one must face upon awakening.
