When Alex fetched Cheryl at the Coney family’s residential unit, he could not help his eyes from glistening. At this moment, he saw Cheryl wearing a white T-shirt with embroideries. She had on a pair of sea blue jeans coupled with a pair of red sneakers. She looked young, beautiful, and full of vigor. He could not tell that she was already a mature woman of twenty-six years old. She was more like a college student walking out of the campus.

Alex poked out his head and whistled. “Oh, my, whose