Chapter 32: The Best Blind Date Man

In the early morning of the next day, I woke up. I was powerless all over my body sitting on the end of the bed and looked around. In the room, except me, there was no one else even a shadow of Wayne. I smiled wryly. I was surly poisoned too much... I measured my temperature by the thermometer put on the end of the bed. 37 ℃, the fever had been brought down. I got out of my home to have a bowl of warm porridge at breakfast diner. The old woman who was buying the porridge saw that I was pale...