That day, I was acting like Jacqueline, my face expectant.
That day, I was also as young as her.
"PayPal."
In my memory, Declan rubbed my hair affectionately and transferred money to me.
But Jacqueline and I were different.
"No PayPal. I want cash!"
"Give me cash, or I will report you to the finance department!"
Declan was a bit reluctant, but skillfully took out cash from his wallet.
This wallet was the first gift I gave him when we signed the big contract.
It had been with him all these years.
There was a photo of him and me in the wallet, which used to be romantic but now seemed ironic.
Jacqueline snatched it away as if she had discovered something new.
"Wow, you were so young and handsome and Winnie was so beautiful."
Declan looked at the photo and shook his head. "She was indeed, but now she isn't."
Declan smiled bitterly.
Jacqueline seemed to have noticed something.
"Although I haven't been in a relationship or married yet, I understand you. Being with the same person for a long time can be tiring."
"It's okay, Mr. Garcia. If you're tired, you can talk to me. Although I don't have experience, I am the love expert in our dormitory."
Declan smiled, rubbed Jacqueline's head, and replied, "Okay."