C347 An Unimportant Person.
Dorothy knew who I was, but she pretended to be surprised. "Someone came to pay their respects at such a late hour? Who is it?"
Wesley's voice was hoarse. "It's just an insignificant person. Alright, I will treat the food you gave me well. I want to accompany my father alone tonight. You can go back and rest. Come back tomorrow for the funeral."
An insignificant person.
Heh.
I lowered my head
