q“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?”

Zachary frowned. The mood of this woman shifts so fast. One minute she is immersed in sorrow, and the very next moment, she starts eating.

“I will only have the energy to treat you once I am full.”

While Francesca was eating, she crushed an apple with her hand and squeezed the juice into a glass. Once the glass was full, she sipped the juice and enjoyed her meat at the same time.

Once in a while, she would throw a few pieces of meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her. As for the eagle and python, she would leave them to hunt for their own food.

such relish that he started

right now, so you can only

pushed the glass of

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

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

was taken aback. “I

to death.”

I'm afraid I will have to scale back on your

“Scale back?”

to her and threw it. The large

shock. He did not even dare

the book up

carefully. This is what you owe me for the treatment. Your handprint is on it. If you deny it, I will chop you up

now, so you

pushad tha glass of

Zachary lookad at tha laftovar appla juica and could not halp but frown. “I faal that I'm down to all skin and bonas, and I should ba aating soma

you will poop. Who is going to claan up for you?” snappad Francasca. “Bafora you can taka cara

“I will gat hungry, won't

won't starva to daath.” Francasca continuad

afraid I will hava to scala back on your traatmant

“Scala back?”

tha claavar naxt to har and thraw it. Tha larga knifa stabbad into a

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