Chapter 632

Tim raised his hand gently.

In the blind spot where Sage could not see him, the corners of his mouth curved quietly.

Sage, as if receiving her amnesty, quickly gathered her dress and rushed towards her room.

The maid helped her to take off the tutu dress that harnessed her waist.

Sage took three deep breaths. Donning herself in such a dress was a great torture for her. She wondered how those medieval ladies bear with such torture.

She changed into a slightly looser and more comfortable long dress. She dared not keep Tim waiting for long, so she went back and continued to write her self-critique.

At first, Sage wanted to take the opportunity to admit her mistake and beg for mercy. However, when she found that Tim’s expression was dark and sullen, she killed the thought.

She decided not to touch this highly explosive entity for the time being, to avoid herself from being blown to pieces.

It was better to keep writing the self-critique now.

The three thousand words were an effort