Chapter 110 Where Do I Stay

• When Eileen woke up, it was already the weekend of the following day. It felt as if she had experienced a catastrophe in her dreams. The pajamas she wore were almost soaked, and her body was burning up like a furnace.
• Mary, breathing heavily, carried the oatmeal upstairs. Climbing up to the fifth floor was no easy task for an old woman like her. When she saw Eileen sitting on the bed, lost in thought with a vacant look in her eyes, she couldn't tell what Eileen was thinking.
• Eileen hadn't even noticed when Mary entered. It was only when she heard Mary's voice that she turned around.