Chapter 125: Still So Damn Indifferent to Human Relationships_1

Somehow, they had ended up moving into Mason King's apartment.

Suzanne Trent lay on the unbelievably soft bed, glancing at the time.

It was almost midnight, and she wasn't sure if she'd be disturbing his rest, but looking at the goodnight message he'd sent an hour ago...

From their dinner at the East Joy Hotel to encountering the two drunk men in the neighborhood, and then packing up for so long, she had to admit that even though she was extremely tired, her heart was still uneasy because of these recent events.

Yet these two words, "goodnight," had an instant soothing effect on her.

It inexplicably calmed her down.

She opened the Message app and typed a reply: [Goodnight (moon emoji)].

Paired with a little moon emoji, she was finally satisfied and was about to put down her phone.

But suddenly, she paused and looked at it again.