Pitiful people must have detestable traits!
Claire Sullivan chose him herself, deciding that Joel Quinn was the man she wanted to spend her life with.
Even if Serena Sullivan spoke ill of Joel Quinn and his daughter, she wouldn't believe it, let alone others.
"Serena, what are your plans next?"
Both Finn Chandler and Anna Morgan asked Serena Sullivan.
"Sleep."
Serena Sullivan replied with just two words, then put down her phone.
She leaned against the wheelchair, gazing out at the night view through the window.
The wind blew gently inside, cool and refreshing, waking her up completely.
The road she takes is under her control!
After a long while, as the darkness enveloped the surroundings ever more quietly, Serena Sullivan's phone rang again.
She knew it wouldn't be Finn Chandler or Anna Morgan; since she said she was going to sleep, they wouldn't disturb her.
Who could it be?
