7

Without much effort, I easily found Lucy by following Wynn's Facebook account.

There were hundreds of Facebook posts, documenting every little detail of her life with Wynn. She didn't hide anything, almost wanting the whole world to know.

"Dancing hurt my leg, and it's tough to move around. I was all by myself in that empty room, but fortunately, Wynn came to my rescue, setting aside his work just to be with me. It's what it feels like to be looked after."

I checked the posting time.

On that same day, I was admitted to the hospital due to stomach bleeding, enduring excruciating pain to the point of passing out.

Despite it all, I believed Wynn had a lot on his plate with work and toughed it out, spending an entire night alone with an IV in the hospital.

Afterwards, when Wynn found out about it, he even asked me somewhat angrily why I didn't call him.

I casually brushed it off, saying, "I'm not a child, and it's not something I can't handle on my own. There’s no need to disturb you.

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