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Chapter 18 I Still Think You Haven't Changed
Early in the morning, when it was dawn, Queenie woke up. She had been tossing and turning all night and couldn't fall asleep. At dawn, she no longer forced herself to lie on the bed. She put on the new clothes Timothy had bought her from the mall last time and planned to go out to eat something, and then come back and wait for Timothy to take her to work. She went downstairs and went along the road to the restaurant Timothy had taken her to last time. She ordered a cup of coffee and a sandwich. After she enjoyed a cheap breakfast quietly, she walked out and strolled up the road.
She was a bit sad about Timothy's rejection and distrust yesterday, but she wasn't discouraged. She would make him believe her. She could feel that the bond between her and Timothy was still too deep to break.
Timothy said he had changed a lot. Indeed, Timothy was not quite the same now as he had been when he was younger. Now he was more mature and gentle, elegant and deep, and thoughtful enough to make her feel like a fragile work of art being carefully held in his hand.
Since they dated many years ago, Timothy had been spoiled by her and he had changed from a teenage boy into a sweet young man. In the days when they were just married, he lay on top of her all day long and didn't even want to lift a finger. He just closed his eyes and said, "Senior Quira, I'm thirsty. Pour me a glass of water please."
At that time, the newly married Queenie was shocked by him and felt speechless, "If you want to drink water, go to the living room and help yourself!"
"But I'm so tired. I don't want to get up. Senior Quira, please!" Timothy begged playfully.
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