C41 (1/2)

As night fell, the warmth curled up in the corner and lowered its head. It felt the warmth of the night. From time to time, warm liquid would gush out from his body, and the air would be filled with pungent blood. The fishy smell made her cry out loud.

The once rich lady had now fallen to the status of a security guard. Not even raw cotton. Thinking of what had happened during the day, Warmth felt as if a knife had been twisted into his heart. Even a breath of air would be extremely painful for him.

The man who had once thought that he would spend a lifetime with her now, besides despising her, despising her, insulting her, and hating her, was only forcing her into dire straits step by step.

Under the dim light, her warm, helpless eyes swept over and over the empty room. She wished she could find something in the room that could save her life. She couldn't possibly stay in this corner forever, could she? She had to clean herself up, or else she would feel disgusted and dirty, much less Ihao.

But there was nothing in the room but a quilt, not even her clothes.

He couldn't find anything to save himself. She could not help but cry softly as she felt her body surge.

No matter how much he hated himself, no matter how much he wanted to punish and torture himself, at the very least, he wouldn't give him the necessities of life, right?

Warmth curled up in the corner and sobbed in a low, stiff voice.

As she was gasping for breath, the door suddenly creaked. Hearing the voice, Warmth's whole body shook, and he raised his tearful eyes to look at the door in horror.

She saw a maid about her age, dressed in a maid's uniform, poke her head in. She searched the room for a moment, her gaze falling on Warm Body. Then she smiled sweetly and pushed open the door.

When Warmth saw it, his whole body shuddered and instinctively shrank towards the corner.

The little maid came in and handed her a packet of Wei. There was also a clean set of clothes on the raw cotton. ”This is for you!”

Warmth was startled. Her long eyelashes were still covered in tears. She didn't understand why the maid would be so kind as to send this thing to her. However, because she needed it, Warmth didn't think much about it. The raw cotton, then blush gratefully said: ”Thank you!”

The little maid didn't say anything and just smiled sweetly at Warm Snow. Then, she turned around and left.