The following morning, I woke up with swollen eyes.I stared at myself in the mirror for a while, wondering why I looked so terrible. My eyes were slightly red, and my face looked dull.The thirty was, I had cried through the night. I couldn't even remember when I had started crying. I only remembered lying in bed, until an unfamiliar sadness settled in my chest.I washed my face, combed my hair and forced on a bright smile.When I stepped out of the bedroom, I found Donavin already dressed for work. He was standing in the sitting room, adjusting his suit, while two bodyguards stood close to the door.I took a breath and approached him. “Mr Prescott, I want to talk to you.”He barely glanced at me, acting like he was already in haste. “What is it?”“I want to resume my work back at the clinic.”His hand paused briefly, then he raised his head to look at me.I had covered my dark circles with makeup, so it wasn't easy to tell.“Work?”“Yes. I can't keep staying at home. I'm feeling muc
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