The Woman From Hell

As my mood was ruined after meeting Sylvester, I stood outside my apartment for a long time without opening the door.

I wiped my face, trying to keep myself awake, but my mind was in a haze. I did not know what was going on either.

"Wanda?"

A familiar voice sounded behind me, and I turned around to look. "Neil?"

It seemed like it had been a long time since I saw him.

He came up to me, a warm smile on his face. "What's wrong? I saw you standing outside your apartment for a long time without going in."

"I feel a little weak." I leaned against the door, pursing my dry lips.

Neil looked at me, anxiety flashing across his face. "You don't look too good. Are you ill?"

He felt my forehead as he said that. His hand was cool, and it felt good.

In the next second, however, my gaze went dark. I lost consciousness after hearing Neil call my name.

When I woke up again, I found myself on the bed in the room with a towel on my forehead.

I quickly sat up and looked around. It was without a doubt my room.

in time. I just

seemed to be the one who had appeared the moment I lost consciousness. He must have brought me

my mind. Relieved, I finally got out of bed and walked out of the room to

over just now. He said you're so thin that the wind could blow you away. That's why you

pushed the oats before

I picked up the spoon and stirred it through

all over, presumably because I had

down as

been difficult for you

"I know that."

a statement. There's no way I

Neil blinked.

was actually quite similar to Marius but was more

which doctor were you

I met last time. He often came to our house to treat us. I'll introduce you next time," Neil

nodded and did not ask

to eat the

them. Or do

feed you? I'm happy to do