Chapter 173

• Right now, the sound of the hair dryer kept buzzing in Gloria's ears. Just as every night, she sat by the edge of the bed with wet hair, looking down at her nightgown.
• She thought, 'The new nightgown was bought by Patrick, who is holding the hairdryer behind me. It is exquisitely made and very expensive. Yet what makes him think that I like pink? I don't even have the right to choose the color I like.'
• She listened to the sound of the hairdryer while feeling the soft touch on the top of her hair. All of a sudden, a lifeless, silent smile appeared on her lowered face, and tears glistened in her eyes. She felt ridiculous, for she was like a doll he dressed up.