Zara squinted her light brown eyes and said with a smile, "You said you despised him, but you still bought it for him, didn't you? I found that after a few years, how did you become so gentle?"
Hank sneered. "Are you dreaming?"
Zara covered her eyes with her fingers and said, "That's right. How could Hank be gentle? Well, it's too late today. Thank you. Go back and accompany your little baby, or the milky tea will be cold and not drink good."
"Mn." Hank said indifferently, "Be careful when you go back."
"I've asked the driver to pick me up," Zara said.
As she watched Hank's car drive away, the smile on her face slowly faded away. She took a sip of orange juice with a poker face and then coughed twice.
When Hank returned to the Reminisland, he did not see Sara. Aunt Dovlin carefully observed his expression and said, "Master Hank, you're back..."
Hank put the paper bag on the tea table and asked, "Where's Sara?"