Since she was tortured by Anderson, when Catherine woke up the next morning, she felt pains all over her body.

All her negative emotions surged in her heart. Catherine wanted to take some pills to suppress them. Her disorder broke up more and more often recently. Her medicine bottles were empty already.

Catherine frowned.

A lot of medicines she was taking were developed particularly by Owen’s pharmaceuticals company, which were not available in the market. However, she had to cut ties with Owen.

After thinking for a long while, Catherine contacted Antonio.
Seeing Catherine’s number on his phone, Antonio felt surprised. “Hello, Catherine?”

Considering that she was not that close to Antonio, Catherine felt a bit embarrassed. “I’ll send you a few medicines through WeChat. Could you please check if they are available in your hospital? If not, do you think I could get any replacement for them?”

Antonio squinted. “How about taking them to my hospital directly? I’ll check you up first. If I don’t have the medicines you need, I can prescribe new medicines for you.”

Catherine thought what he said did make sense. After all, Owen’s medicines hadn’t been available in the market yet, so probably Antonio shouldn’t have them in his hospital.

She straightened herself up simply and went to Antonio’s hospital.
When she arrived, Antonio had been waiting for her in his office.

Catherine took all her medicines from her bag. “Please take a look. Some of them haven’t been in the market yet. I can’t buy them now. Could you help me check if there is any replacement?”

Seeing that Catherine take out a dozen of medicine bottles in a row, Antonio had unhappiness flashing through his eyes, which disappeared right away. He picked up each bottle to take a look.

The more he looked at the bottles, the more unhappy he became, wondering if her depressive disorder had become way too serious.

Catherine knew her status very well. She said, ‘I’ve tried a lot of medicines in the market, but they didn’t work well. Could you find me some medicines that have a stronger effect?

Antonio kept silent. He looked at the bottles with a frown for a long while. “I’ll take you for a check-up.” Catherine shook her head. “No, thanks. I have a major depressive disorder.”

She always took the checkup whenever she had finished a phase of medication. However, her symptom never decreased.

broken out more often than before. She was sure that it

to find the medicines that you need in the market. If you don’t

to let him know that

whole year. Catherine

home. He asked in a low voice, “Tomorrow is the third-year of the death anniversary

bottle in Catherine’s hand fell on the ground, rolling

while standing there. After a long while, she said with difficulty, “No,

bottle from the floor in a panic, turned around,

eighth row, South Mountain Cemetery. Catherine paused, but she then walked forward without turning

returning home, she hid in the study, trying to numb herself by

afternoon, she had signed quite a few contracts with Ethan’s

styles in drawing comics are too obvious. I suggest you change the drawing style in future

this requirement, Catherine hesitated for a few

meant. In order not to make any trouble

didn’t work quite smoothly. To adjust to the change,

was already noon,

row, South Mountain Cemetery.” Antonio’s words reechoed in her mind. No

for the rich. She thought it must be Antonio

walked to the graveyard

Under the raindrops, Catherine carefully kept the roses she had

and the air visibility was quite low. It wasn’t until Catherine had arrived at the graveyard did she

could recognize whose back was that even if that person was burned into ashes. Anderson Clark! She rushed to the tombstone and confirmed it

Catherine yelled loudly. When seeing Anderson standing in front of her parents’ tombstone, she had already lost

frowned. He didn’t expect that Catherine would come here. “Fuck

smashed them on Anderson. “My parents don’t need your worship! Fuck

petals from his clothes with a frown. He grabbed Catherine’s hands that were hitting him continuously. “Stop making a fuss!” ‘Making a fuss?’ she reechoed her

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