Chapter 992

"If it makes you feel better, you can just pretend that I don’t care about you," she said. Using practically all of her strength, she helped him up from the tiled bathroom floor and half-dragged him over to the bed so he could lie down. He was obviously in great discomfort. He curled up like a shrimp on the bed. His pretty face was contorted in pain. His teeth were chattering, and his hands were holding his stomach. Serenity suddenly recalled that time he had a stomach cramp. Was he suffering from gastric pain again? It's possible. After all, he drank a lot of wine today. Moreover, before he started drinking with Lucas, he... didn't eat any food, did he? She didn't see him eat anything. "Are you having a stomach ache?" she asked. His lips tightened and he didn't answer. His eyes kept staring at her. "Should I call Connor and have him pick you up and take you to the hospital?" she asked. "No," he finally opened his mouth and said with some difficulty, "I thought... you don't love