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Chapter 1611

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?”

she is immersed in sorrow, and the very next moment,

to treat you once I

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

a while, she would throw a few pieces of meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her. As for

relish that he started to feel hungry. He asked, “Any

move right now, so you can only consume

pushed the glass of juice to

leftover apple juice and could not help but frown. “I feel that I’m down

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

“I will get hungry, won’t

won’t starve to death.”

have to scale back on your treatment fee,”

“Scale back?”

She reached out for the cleaver next to her and threw it. The large knife stabbed into a wooden board beside Zachary’s neck, the tip of the knife

shock. He did not even dare to

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

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