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 narrowing with a smile,

"You rascal."

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

you start arguing with me as soon as we meet. Let me tell you, why don't you come

808. Remember to bring me a

Harold raised his chin toward Joey and said, "I

thinking it was just something

of the private room

complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the

he saw Joey, his gaze only lingered on her for a brief moment before he looked

sense of

with long strides and said in a low voice, "You're still eating sweets at your age. Aren't you afraid of diabetes?" Harold took the cake from him and glared at Sebastian. "Can't I make a gesture of

in front of Joey and said with

at Joey with

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

curl his lips and ask,

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