Tracey's voice came from the other end of the phone, strange and familiar. They hadn't talked on the phone for a long time.
"Tracey." Sean sounded pathetic and lonely.
"President Sheng? What's up?" Tracey considered Sean as a friend only.
"Well, how are you doing? I heard that you went to the US." They couldn't exchange pleasantries like friends now?
Tracey put on a faint smile, "Yes, taking a holiday." She didn't intend to tell Sean the truth.
Her brisk tone convinced Sean that Tracey had got over himself, and he himself was the one still lingering in the past.
"By the way, is your hand all right?" Tracey broke the silence with a question.
"Same as usual. It's getting neither better nor worse. I think it will go on like this for the rest of my life."
These words brought Tracey back to that night. Without Sean, She should have led a completely different life now.
"I'm sorry." Except for this gratitude, Tracey could do or say nothing, as there was no way to turn back time.
"Never mind. Let's skip this part. I would like to hear your voice and check if you're doing well there. That's why I made this call." Sean tried to imagine what Tracey was doing.
Was she standing or sitting? At home or outside? His imagination ran wild without fear.
"I am good. And I am learning something new. President Sheng, I have to go now, for there is something to do."
"Okay, it's getting cold. Keep warm."
"Thank you, goodbye." Tracey hung up the phone hurriedly. Sean was lost in thought with the phone in a busy tone, 'Am I a passerby in her life now?"
Time was fair for everyone. And Tracey felt that time flew when she worked hard on perfume.
But for Sean, Rachel, and even William, time was torture, as they were at an impasse.
Their fight had begun. This day Tracey waited for Steve and Wilson while dinner was ready.
Steve rushed in after work without taking off his shoes, "Big news, big news!"
"Steve, Wilson will get mad. Come on, take off your shoes. This is not our home." Tracey reminded Steve once again.
Steve looked feverish, "Forget those shoes. Look, big news back at home, do you know?"
Tracey shook her head when taking the dishes out from the pot, "I am quite busy today. I've been reciting raw materials of perfume this whole afternoon. What is the big news?"
She had guessed that it was related to Adam, but Steve's excitement denied her guess directly.
Steve would have hidden it from Tracey if it was bad news about Adam, and Steve wouldn't be so elated if it was a good one.
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