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Chapter 22 The Devil Himself

Freya looked at Jacob, who was smiling at her with a complicated look, and she gave in.

“Is it nice?” Jacob asked with a smile.

She wanted to answer, but suddenly there were footsteps outside of the ward again.

“Mr. Morgan, this is Ms. Gomez’s single ward.” The head nurse said so cheerfully.

Nathaniel walked into the ward; Koen followed right after him, holding a bouquet of baby’s breath. Ozzy, who was dressed in a white coat, was coming in too.

The head nurse looked into the ward curiously; she then brought the nurse who was changing Freya’s dressing away.

The faces of the people who were previously in the ward changed. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jacob was still holding the lunchbox, and his hand was holding the spoon; he was stunned when he almost fed her.

sitting beside Freya, and his face crumpled. He remained silent

statuses; it was well–equipped with all sorts of facilities and equipment, and it had its own bathroom.

him, and she put her food aside and blocked in front of Frey’s bed out of reflex.

at the beginning, but he could Continue to feed Freya

you shall recover faster. Jacob said it with

not swallow it as she tensed up seeing Nathaniel; it was

hate her back in the top floor room in the Red Shift; she thought that he would let her

of them to be total strangers, but here

he held her icy hand and said with a smile,

from seeing Jacob’s

Didn’t I make myself clear the other day? Freya is so good at

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he then chuckled and said. “Mr. Morgan, we’re

listen Nathaniel leaned against the sofa, and

he finally stood up: he glanced at Nathaniel, then

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