Despite that, a stubborn and obstinate voice rang out in her heart. "Angeline Severe, do you think you can give up on him?"

Her answer was firm and solid. "No, I'll never give up on him. Never-"

Jay sat gloomily on the bed. His stomach problems had recurred. He covered his cramping stomach with one hand as cold sweat seeped out of his forehead. His face was turning abnormally pale.

His mysophobia would be triggered almost every day in the past few years, causing him to vomit frequently and weakening his constitution even more. In addition to that, he was on the verge of collapsing as h e had not been able to eat well, sleep well, and even had to do physical labor lately.

Now that he had fallen into the hands of this shedevil, he knew that he was not going to last.

After looking around this unfamiliar yet luxurious room, a self-deprecating smile lifted the corners of his mouth. This seemed to be a good place to die.

Angeline pushed the door in and stood in front of him, staring at him with no emotions on her face.

After seeing his pale face, a flash of panic emerged in Angeline's eyes. She strolled over to him, then reached out and touched his forehead, realizing that it was ice

cold.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" she asked.

Jay looked at her coldly, a touch of surprise in his eyes. He seemed to be able to make out the concern in her eyes. This must be an illusion, right?

a little hungry," he

turned around and went to the

bowl of chicken soup and

the light and comforting chicken soup i n front of him, he suddenly

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Angeline scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and

Jay felt extremely uneasy.

I'll do it myself?"

was a family man now.

look on his face." Besides, I have nowhere

said. This was coming from a guy who used to be an omnipotent

a destitute state where he had to rely on a woman to support the family and even got rejected by his

his arrogance, so Angeline removed the handcuffs in

bowl. Even though he was famished, he still ate in an

bowl of chicken soup,

Angeline,

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