Chapter 595 Action Time
She let out a little, "oh" that sounded like she was talking to a child. "I just didn't want you craving anything you shouldn't have. Better to tell you now than have you not listen later."
As I looked at her, a lump formed in my throat. Before I knew it, I had become part of this place, fitting in so seamlessly with everything around me.
I cherished the warmth around me for a fleeting second.
I took the bowl of porridge from Rebecca's hands and murmured a quiet, "Thanks." I bowed my head and began to sip, pushing down any feelings that had no business cropping up.
I was not here for tender loving care.
Sipping the porridge, my mind wandered back to the face I had seen through the haze of last night. I could not shake the image. Turning to Rebecca, I ventured, "Rebecca, the people from last night... Who sent them? Are they... gone?"
Rebecca nodded. "Yeah, they're gone. We're not sure who was behind it, but you were drugged out of the blue, and Mr. Scott is on the case. Shouldn't

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