Chapter 385 My Dear

• "Yes, it is Tracy," Joseph answered.
• The woman he loved referred to him as a dog. However, his passionate yearning and dogged pursuit of her yielded such a response from her, which was the most torturous word a man could endure. When I cocked my head to the side, I saw Tracy sitting behind me with a beer in her hand. The warmth of the fire had caused her cheeks to become rosy. Nonetheless, she appeared distinct from her usual appearance.
• She was the epitome of a wealthy young lady, and she occupied the pinnacle of the social hierarchy from the moment she was born. Furthermore, she was beautiful and had a strong personality. However, Tracy fell hopelessly in love with someone else and had no room in her heart for anyone else. Yet, her never-ending sarcasm gave the impression that she was a confident, fearless woman who cared little about what others thought of her.