Chapter 857

Judy, sitting on the toilet, faced the sink and mirror. She looked at her pale face and furrowed brows. She looked constipated. Her brain was still a little fuzzy. She only remembered someone trying to remove the rubble above her before she fell unconscious. It was so noisy that her head hurt. As for the things she told Clark, she truly could not remember. Was she dreaming or not? She was losing her mind! After washing her hands, Judy opened the door. Clark heard her movements and immediately went over to help her. Judy said, "No need. I can walk on my own." "Are you sure?" Clark was doubtful. Judy held against the wall and took two steps with great difficulty. "I-It's alright." Despite her words, she was sweating profusely. "Just let me do it," Clark said from behind her. It was too late for Judy to refuse. She was too thin and Clark could easily pick her up. He took her back to her bed, and Judy settled in, feeling a little helpless. "How long more will I have to be this w