Chapter 45 Finding the Right One
- At that moment, it was as if she was admiring an extraordinary artwork rather than peering in at a man who was eating.
- However, this artwork was nowhere near perfect. It was flawed.
- Gillian could not help but sigh at the thought of that. “Henry, I think the gods are too unfair to you! You’re handsome and good-natured, but you can neither see nor walk now.”