Chapter 1611 Survival Instincts

“Are you saying that I am talking sh*t?”

This time, Francesca reacted very quickly as she stared at him fiercely.

“Of course not. Every single word you said is of utmost importance.”

Zachary’s survival instincts were very strong. He was only able to move his head right now, so his very survival was dependent on Francesca’s mood.

I won’t dare to offend her.

“Hmph! You are not that stupid after all!”

Francesca rolled her eyes at him and scooped the food out of the pot.

She had prepared another dish for herself as well.

“I thought we are discussing about curing my illness. Why are you eating?”

fast. One minute she is immersed in sorrow,

the energy to treat you once

she crushed an apple with her hand and squeezed the juice into a glass. Once the glass was full,

meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her. As

with such relish that he started to feel hungry. He

right now, so you can only

glass of juice to

the leftover apple juice and could not help but frown. “I feel that

you will poop. Who is going to clean up for you?” snapped Francesca. “Before you can take care of yourself, this

was taken aback. “I will get

to death.” Francesca continued

service is below par. I’m afraid I will have to scale

“Scale back?”

out for the cleaver next to her and threw it. The

widened in shock. He did not

removed a notebook from her pocket and walked up to him. She opened the book up and placed it in front of his eyes with her

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