It was late at night.

Noah returned to the bedroom. Just as he pushed the door open, Gwynn happened to come out from the bathroom.

She sat at the makeup table and said, "How did Gladys's ointment work this time? If it's suitable, I'll go to the hospital again to get more."

Noah closed the door gently.

He walked up behind his wife and gripped her slender shoulders lightly. "It worked well. She didn't feel any pain tonight."

"That's good."

Gwynn squeezed conditioner into her palm.

As she m