Elizabeth was feeling a bit downcast.
She went to the bathroom and opened the tap. Only after splashing water on her face several times did she gradually come to her senses. She pulled out a few tissues to wipe her face before slowly walking out.
Elizabeth found Frank and Salome still talking in the hall.
Frank was tall, with a mature aura. He was standing next to the elegant Salome. Together, the two of them made a perfect picture.
Frank handed a cup of coffee to Salome, and she took it with ease. Bringing the cup to her lips, she took a small sip and glanced at Frank's tie. She made the simple gesture so elegant.
Salome then stretched out her slender fingers and adjusted the crooked tie for Frank. "This is from this season's Burberry. Your taste has really changed, it seems."
Frank lightly slapped Salome's fingers away. "Don't touch it. Elizabeth gave this to me."
Salome pulled away. She cupped her jaw with one hand and looked at Frank playfully. "I'm just not used to it. The Frank I knew was a stern and serious man. Now you're dressing up."
"What do you mean by that? Did I look sloppy before?" Frank had a disappointed expression as he tucked the tie that Salome pulled out back in his vest. "The color is beautiful. Your taste in clothes still hadn't gotten better I guess." "Why are you still so mean? You argue with me about everything. Can't you be nice to me for once?" Salome's anger was so intense that she was a second away from slapping the table.
On the contrary, Frank continued to casually sip his coffee, a faint smile on his lips. "People like you will be insatiable if you are spoiled. I'll be the one suffering if I'm nice to you."
Elizabeth wouldn't be able to hear their conversation from a distance, but there was no denying how intimate Frank and Salome looked. Anyone who saw them would think they were a perfect match.
Several nurses passed by and even they noticed and gossiped about it.
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