Chapter 44 Writing "Good" in the Palm of My Hand

Joey's eyes turned red and she sniffled as she hurried to Harold's side.

Joey bent down next to Harold, her voice choked up. "What happened to you?" Harold chuckled, "What's wrong? Do I really look that old?"

"No, it's just that I'm not used to it. In my heart, you are still young and handsome."

"I'm already in my sixties, and far from being considered handsome. But look at you, why do you seem so worn out? Julian told me you've been facing some difficulties, so I came to see you."

Joey could no longer hold back the tears that had been welling up in her eyes.

She hadn't visited him once in three years, but when he heard she was in trouble, he personally rushed over to see her.

She didn't know how to repay such kindness.

Joey felt ashamed and lowered her head. "It's my fault. I made you worry."

The three of them, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatted happily.

rang. He looked at the caller ID, his eyes

"You rascal."

you didn't even tell me you were coming to B City. Are you trying to make me

me as soon as we meet. Let me tell

bring me a box of mousse

said, "I had someone buy

pay much attention, thinking it was just something someone like Harold

hour later, the door of the private

of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit

only lingered on

sense of

still eating sweets at your age. Aren't you afraid of diabetes?" Harold took the cake from him and glared

of Joey and said

at Joey with an expressionless

too, acted as though she didn't recognize him at all. Since he entered the room, she had only

help but curl his lips and ask, "And who are

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