The woman's voice was extremely piercing.

Hence, Vera could still hear Dahlia's mockery even through the music.

Her gaze darkened, upset she was that unlucky to meet people like this on the train.

She couldn't be bothered to respond, so she closed her eyes and leaned backward. Turning up her music, she turned a deaf ear.

Everything would be fine once she got off the train, she thought.

It was cold that night, and Vera dozed off despite not feeling sleepy earlier. This was an overnight train, so the noise in the cabin died down eventually.

Vera actually felt rather sleepy in this environment, so she closed her eyes to rest.

She drew her coat closer to her and continued sleeping.

Little did she expect that not long after that, Hank began to make a fuss again and started asking for her earphones.

A passenger next to them couldn't stand it anymore, so he chastised the woman.

"Can you do something about your child? Everyone is sleeping."

Dahlia retorted without hesitation, "Why don't I throw him to you then? What can I do if he won't listen? If you want peace and quiet, book the whole d*mn cabin!" The man was maddened by the screaming kid, so he couldn't help reprimanding.

However, little did he expect to be yelled at, so he fell silent, defeated.

Alas, the woman was still annoyed, so she kept on mocking.

"Some people need to know their place. You bought an economy cabin seat, yet you're so demanding. Can't you afford a couchette? You're so pathetic."

a couchette? I would

for yourself? Isn't it normal for kids

"Fine, whatever. You win."

"You're ridiculous."

unshelled peanuts from her bag and shoved them to Hank. "Have some of this and

and perhaps because

again, and Vera finally let out a sigh of relief. Just as she was going to continue sleeping, something unexpected

started throwing the shells at

first, Vera did not notice it because of her thick

she looked at the boy, he had a triumphant

if he did it on purpose, exacting revenge on her for not lending

her lips and took

"Madam."

some peanuts.

his peanut shells on

she pointed at the shells on it. She thought that Dahlia would apologize, but the woman glanced at her and scoffed instead,

a bad mood, flew

about to lose her

the woman for a while, she said, "Don't you think there's something wrong with your teaching? Can't

instead? And you're saying

make a fuss

threw it at

so mean? Would such a young kid understand

and directly

saliva is on the shells. How would I know if he's sick or not? What if

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