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CHAPTER 32- NANNY DUTY

Author: NABI CD
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-04 00:43:06

Liam sat on the edge of the examination table in the arena’s medical room, staring down at the black sling now secured around his right arm. The doctor had just finished the painful reduction and wrapped everything up with clear instructions: rest, ice, physical therapy, and absolutely no contact for at least a week. The victory high that had briefly filled the room had already faded into something heavier.

They had won. They should be celebrating.

Instead, the mood in the medical room and the
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