Before I could even process it, the drug had already taken effect, and I drifted into a heavy, groggy sleep.A searing pain tore through my body. By the time I woke up, I was already dressed and lying in bed.I shifted slightly, and a piercing pain shot through my lower body instantly.The words I had just heard kept echoing in my mind. As I realized what might have happened, the color drained from my face bit by bit.As the Randall family's only daughter, Caitlin Randall grew up in the lap of luxury without ever lifting a finger. She even had her own personal butler, Henry Weaver, to help her get dressed.But when it came to anything concerning me, she always insisted on doing it herself.Maybe I really did mishear just now. After all, didn't Dr. Alan Morse tell me that my hearing could be a bit impaired right after recovery?Besides, the person Caitlin hated most in her life was Shane Tate, so how could they possibly still have anything going on between them?"Caitlin, have y
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