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Cruel faith?

Author: Madelyn Rosie
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-11-27 22:10:08

"There's nothing serious."

I groaned when I heard someone speaking and grabbed my head unconsciously. I felt the soft mattress underneath me and those soft cushions. Where am I?

I slowly opened my eyes to clear the vision and my head hurt like hell. Literally like hell. Setting up my vision clearly, I looked around my surroundings just to find the devil standing beside the bed, tall and dangerous.

That's when I recalled how suddenly I fainted on his chest and the next thing I felt was him picking me up in his strong arms.

Did I anger him by spoiling his mood because of the way he was staring at me with a scowling face before returning his gaze towards the doctor who was still busy inspecting me!

"Give me the genuine reason behind her passing out."

Vincenzo demanded in his scary voice.

"Lack of eating and skipping meals. How many days has it been since you haven't eaten anything?"

I tried to avoid Vincenzo's gaze before responding.

I knew I had to be genuine.

"Three days to be more spe
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