"Even if it's a surprise, this time is too short, isn't it? I was thinking you'd be loving and intertwined during the day, have a candlelight dinner at night, but now there's no time for anything?"
"Alright, alright, I can see you're tired, go to sleep, don't worry about my birthday..."
"But my brother-in-law hasn't come back yet..."
"I'll call him now, okay? Quickly go to sleep..."
Christine Quinn pushed Rebecca Quentin out of the room and then closed the door.
At that moment, she finally leaned tiredly against the door panel.
She'd waited all day without receiving his call, not knowing when he'd return. Even though she knew deep down this was his attempt to surprise her, the moment before the surprise, there was always a bit of disappointment.
Christine Quinn glanced again at the clock on the wall.
Unconsciously, it was already half past eleven at night.
Christine Quinn walked slowly to the edge of the bed, sitting down with a downcast expression.
