Hannah felt more and more itchy and upset, but she had no other way to deal with this night.
Even if I go to the hospital, I don’t have money. I have to wait for the coffee machine to be sold tomorrow.
No way, she could only get up and go back to the second floor room with Christopher.
As soon as he entered the huge and luxurious master bedroom on the second floor, Christopher couldn’t wait, and muttered: “My wife, I want to talk to you tonight…”
Hannah was shocked when she heard it, and while struggling to get rid of it, she said, “Forget it today, let’s rest soon when you are tired.”
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