Love at First Night (Frank and Judith)

Chapter 85

his hands tightly clutching the soft quilt. Frank looked at the alarm on the nightstand and found it was just past three. Frank raised his hand and rubbed his forehead painfully. It had been a long time since Frank last dreamt of Jodie. However, tonight he dreamt of Jodie again. He remembered that the last time he dreamt of Jodie was last month. Frank took a deep breath and sank back into bed with an anguished look. Without turning on the light, Frank placed one hand on his forehead and closed his eyes in pain. When Frank was in the worst pain, Jodie was the only one accompanying him. No matter how frequently Frank lost his temper at Jodie, Jodie would always stay by his side unconditionally and stubbornly. Some said that no one could escape from grief, which was the greatest devil. However, although Frank lived in grief, he was not bound by the devil of sorrow. Instead, he regarded such sorrow as his impetus. He always believed that one day, he would find Jodie. Even if there was too much bitterness in the process, Frank would never stop searching as long as there was a glimmer of hope. With the moon shining coldly, it was quiet all around. However, time was flowing gradually. When dawn came, the sunlight instantly enveloped the earth, breaking through the mist. It turned out to be another brilliant day. Thinking of seeing Eric today, Frank was in a particularly good mood and got up early. Frank was wearing a white shirt and black straight pants, which made him look even more attractive, With his slender legs elegantly folded, Frank sat on

walked to her desk