Chapter 1231

I wanted to know what had happened to Bruce. Why did he need his medication? What kind of medication was it? Did he relapse? How did it even happen? Did Cindy do something to upset and provoke him? Did this have anything to do with me? However, it was just a misunderstanding. Was I supposed to explain it to him? On the other end of the call, Bruce's voice was rough and strained. His breathing was uneven, as if he was struggling to suppress something. "Give me the water!" There was a splash, then John's panicked voice. "Mr. Harold! Why did you pour it on yourself? That's ice water—just drinking it is enough to make you feel better! "Pouring it over your head is freezing! What if you catch a cold?" It seemed like Bruce had just poured ice water over himself. Even if he was having a depressive episode, that was unnecessary. What the hell was going on with him? The ice water seemed to do the trick. The tension in Bruce's voice eased up a lot. "I won't catch a cold. It's just that t