Chapter 37 Twenty-Seven Million

It was three o'clock in the evening. Marjorie woke up due to constant knocking on the door. She wanted to ignore it, but she thought it might be the old lady living across the hall. She had no choice but to get out of bed. She walked over to open the door in great resentment. It was Stephen. He was wearing a customized gray suit with a pink tie. His hair was perfectly styled. He looked perfect. Marjorie was not fully awake then. Her imagination went wild the whole morning, and she only fell asleep in the afternoon. However, she was fully awake when she saw that man. "Why are you here?" Stephen replied with a smile, "I'm here to bring you out for a meal and to visit Vicky after that. She misses you dearly." Marjorie rubbed her eyes, doubting if she had misheard. "What did you just say?" Stephen reached out his hand to pinch her face. "Vicky misses you. She said that her wound is aching and she wishes you were there to be with her. I have to come and fetch you." Marjorie finally