Genevieve was drifting in and out of consciousness when she heard the phone ring.

Just as she looked in the direction of the ringtone, she felt someone putting the phone in her hand.

“Hello?” the woman answered in a groggy state.

“Genev, the news of Mrs. Wood’s death has started to spread.” The person on the other end of the line was Johanna.

“The reporters are camping outside the company now. Should I go and pick you up?”

“It is all right. I’ll head over there myself in a while.”

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Genevieve glanced at the phone screen, feeling considerably more awake.

It was almost nine a.m..

As she was used to waking up early, it felt strange to her that she had woken up at nine a.m. that day.

I really that

Genevieve suddenly remembered that when she was trying to reach for her phone earlier on, someone had stuffed it into her

heavy was pressing down on

looked down at once and saw a hand on her waist.

the hand tightened around her waist, pulling

the man’s arms, she could hear his heart thumping steadily as she leaned

Dub-lub! Dub-lub!

a man speaking in a hoarse voice, “Did

already

Genevieve realized that she was not just imagining things, she tried to

for over a month, was looking at her. Even though it was still that familiar

the man’s face and said, “Can you see my

Armand

joy which she

go get

get out of bed, Armand suddenly lifted his hand

a long time?” Armand asked in a hoarse

been unconscious for almost a month.” Genevieve answered, feeling indifferent toward the affectionate term which he had used to address her. Pushing the man’s hand

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