Chapter 251 Let's Divorce!
Zayla held the last bit of hope until the unfamiliar smell came, and her last hope was ruined.
A portable oxygen tank appeared, and the oxygen mask was pressed against her face.
Zayla tried so hard to breathe with the desire to survive. She held the man's wrist tightly and the beads on his wrist as if this was the only hope for her to live.
It was silent all around, except for Zayla's rapid breathing...
Zayla was saved from the brink of death. At that moment, Zayla was completely clear-headed.
After she breathed freely, the medicine bottle was placed in her palm, and the man turned around and left.
Zayla raised her head with difficulty and stared after him and the hand that was behind his back. On the wrist of his hand were the beads she had gripped tightly just now.
Zayla took out the remaining pills in the bottle and ate them. It was very hard for her to swallow. Just like the five years of mar

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