Chapter: 1234

"Joey, I saw a man standing outside.”

“Yes. A passer-by who is taking shelter from the rain," Joey said in a flat tone.

"Taking shelter from the rain, huh? But the doorbell just rang."

"He might have pressed accidentally," Joey replied, shrugging his shoulders.

“Lila, I'm really sleepy. Can you bring me the milk quickly?"

Lila could take a hint. She knew Joey didn't want to be asked any more questions. So, she walked towards the kitchen, putting aside her desire to know about the man.

Joey went back to his room. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a long time.

The drizzle had turned into pouring rain.

Joey thought that he didn't see Victor holding an umbrella.

Had Victor been discharged from the hospital? Did he recover fast?

These questions kept popping up in Joey's mind, and he couldn't get rid of them. So, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Just then, Lila knocked on the door.

“Joey, the milk is warm. Shall

I bring it to you now?"

Joey sat up in bed. Lila's voice was a welcome relief to his broodings.

"Yes, Lila, do come in. The door is not locked."

"Okay," said Lila and she then pushed the door open so he could enter Joey's room. She put down the glass of milk on the bedside table. When she came face-to-face with Joey, she noticed the dour look on the boy's face.

“Joey, is something the matter?" she asked worriedly.

"No, I'm just sleepy." Joey shook his head.

“Here, drink your milk so you can have a good sleep," Lila said, feeling the temperature in the room. The rain was now pouring and it was cold.

“Let me turn on the heater for you, okay?"

Lila glanced upon Joey's trousers and noticed that the hems were wet.

"Joey, you might catch a cold in your wet pants," she said as she turned around to get some clothes for the boy.

But Joey stopped her.

“I am fine, Lila. I can change myself."