C67 The Feelings Were Gone after a Few Times of Being Hurt.

Wesley was like a mad beast. I felt like I was nothing more than a puppet in his eyes. He would do anything to vent his anger. Otherwise, what awaited him would be a cruel storm.

I only woke up from the piercing pain in my head after a long time.

A strange female doctor was squatting by the bedside, helping me to treat the wound below.

She saw that I had woken up and said lovingly