Chapter 523

The next day, Nancy woke up on the sofa and the first person she saw was Joey. A sleeping Joey. With his head resting on the side of the sofa, sitting on the floor, Joey had slept like this all night. Nancy didn’t move. She was afraid that any movement would awaken Joey. So, she remained absolutely still, looking closely at Joey in the faint morning light. Joey’s hair was cropped short and neat, but it suited him well. With his distinctive features and dark skin, he looked particularly masculine. There was a cut-in scar on the left brow of Joey, which gave people the illusion at first glance that he wasn’t someone to mess with. But in reality, Joey was emotionally stable. In all the time that Nancy had known him, she had seldom seen him angry. But also rarely seen him happy. He seemed indifferent, or suppressed his emotions and refused to show them. Their hands were still tightly gripped. Nancy didn’t blackout, she remembered many details. She remembered how she used her years of actin