"Sigh..."
Speaking of which, even the parrot Joy couldn't help but sigh, though to the audience, its sigh sounded no different from its usual squawk.
"Lily's husband cried and cried. He promised Lily he would never hit her again."
Lily was a soft-hearted girl. When she saw her husband, Terence Woods, crying his eyes out, she forgave him.
For the next few days, Terence was exceptionally good to Lily. He even prepared a foot soak for her before bed at night.
Lily thought he had truly changed for the better.
One day, Terence said he had a company dinner and would be home a little late.
Lily waited until midnight, but he still hadn't returned, so she lay down to sleep.
Terence came home at two-thirty in the morning. The noise woke Lily up. When she got out of bed and saw he had thrown up all over the sofa, she got angry and chided him.
"Why did you drink so much again?"
"Why didn't you throw up in the trash can? You made the sofa so disgusting."
