Chapter 1235

John was clueless, so it was fine that he misunderstood. But how did Bruce also get the idea that I was worried about him? I had made it crystal clear ages ago—I didn't care about him! I clenched my fists and corrected him firmly. "Mr. Harold, please have some self-respect. I'm not your baby, and I'm not worried about you!" However, Bruce was just like John—neither of them could understand my words. He ignored me and insisted. "Of course, you're my baby! Don't worry about me; I'm fine. Cindy did try to drug me, but my willpower was strong. I firmly rejected her and successfully left the Lane residence. "After that, I took several showers. That really cleared my head. It's just that the water was a little cold, so now I've started coughing. But don't worry; it's nothing." Oh my god, were they deaf? Why was nobody listening to me? I had zero interest in hearing the details of whatever happened between him and Cindy! I figured my voice might be too soft, so I sat up in bed and cut