"Alright."
Joanna Lawrence was very sensible. Since it was something that couldn't be talked about, she didn't ask any further.
"Have you finished asking, Mr. Parker?" Joanna picked up her sleep mask again, "If there's nothing else, I'd like to get some sleep."
She was holding a pink, cat-themed cartoon sleep mask.
It looked quite cute.
Frank Parker felt like he must be out of his mind, because he actually asked, "Where did you buy that sleep mask? It's quite cute, I'd like to get one too."
As soon as he finished asking, he wanted to slap himself in the face.
Damn it, stupid!
How could he have asked such a ridiculous question?
What was he thinking?
Joanna's hand, holding the sleep mask, trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
She felt that today's Frank Parker was strange.
He was completely different from the one she had known before.
She found herself more used to the cold and aloof side of him.