Time flowed quietly like a white steed flitting past a crevice in the midst of turbulence.
More than forty minutes had passed since Yang Duoduo had entered the courtyard of the clinic.
In those forty minutes, Yang Duoduo felt each second creep by agonizingly slowly.
She had arrived full of joy, intending to have a heart-to-heart talk with Wang Chen and incidentally foster a deeper connection.
Yet, she had not anticipated that her beloved was at that moment sharing pleasures with another woman in the room.
She didn't feel particularly heartbroken, just increasingly envious of the woman inside during the endless wait.
That feeling also brought a growing sense of urgency.
Whether Wang Chen was excellent or had great prospects, in the end, he was just a normal man who could not escape convention.
Being in his prime, it was difficult for him to resist temptation.
