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Chapter 64
The rainy weather made people unavoidably depressed.
Danae was lying on the bed, watching the hazy drizzle outside the window, falling on the windowsill, making a sound of falling s.
When Henry came to see her, her eyes did not shift, still freezing the direction of the window.
It’s like there’s something waiting for her in the distance.
“Why didn’t you take your medicine?”
Henry looked at the medicine grains and cups on the table. She did not touch them.
The ward was quiet and there was no response.
Danae glanced the man in the white coat walked to her bedside, couldn’t help retracting her eyes, turned to look up at him.
Well, she almost forgot that Henry was a doctor.
Many people said that doctors were the saviors of patients.
But she knew very well that this doctor had never been her savior.
“Danae, take the medicine.”
She looked at himself like this, He did not know why. He unconsciously wanted to avoid such too gloomy eyes.
It’s like, among the culprits who turned her into such a person and forced her into such a person, there was also him, which made him unable to face it rightfully.
“Will you be angry if I don’t eat?”
Because there was no water to drink, her voice was very low and hoarse, but Henry thought it was full of light mockery.
“No, I won’t be angry with you.”
He was not qualified to be angry.
She seemed to nod in a conscious way. In the end, her slightly pale lip rose slightly－
“But will he be angry?”
Would Raymond be angry about this? The answer was naturally no.
That man, she couldn’t understand him. If he cared about her, he would not to see her hurt and look on coldly.
If he did not care, he would always be angry because she hurt herself for a little thing.
“You said, if I really died, what would he do?”
If she really wanted to cut her wrists and commit suicide, she would kill herself instead of acting.
So, what would Raymond look like when he saw her cold body lying in the morgue?
She couldn’t imagine, probably because… she didn’t die, so there was no such possibility.
“Danae, you are not a foolish person.”
“Ah…”
See, Henry also knew her so well.
“Can you prescribe some medicine for me?”
Henry heard this, couldn’t help frowning slightly. When he heard the word, he stunned. Then only a few seconds, he agreed.
－Contraceptive
She was only 18 years old, and she was still a child. She dared not think about what to do if she was pregnant.
Danae was doomed to live in tragedy, but she did not want anyone to be the same as her.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
Symbolically knocked twice, the door of the ward opened, and the person who appeared turned out to be Alex.
The woman he was holding was his sister, Anne, who was already pregnant with a child.
Henry asked.
“Why did you come here?”
“She came to have a prenatal examination and wanted to see Danae.”
Alex said, looking out of the corner of the eye at the bloodless girl lying on the sickbed. It seemed that Raymond was indeed going to kill the poor little girl.
Anne brushed away the palm on her waist, sip out a smile, said：
“Give me a few minutes. I want to talk to her alone for a while.”
… …
Soon, the ward quieted down.
Anne approached her, hanging eyes to see the eye Mu warm wrist injury, shook his head：
“You shouldn’t have hurt yourself like this.”
“We are not familiar with each other.”
Danae didn’t think that she had any friendship with Anne, so she didn’t seem to need others to blame her for what she did to herself.
“Danae, we… are a kind of people.”
Anne thought that Danae was luckier than herself, at least she could marry someone she liked and start a new life.
However, Anne still failed to escape, which was doomed to be good.
She was the same as her. They were a canary forbidden by men. When she encountered her own doom, she could not avoid it.
Anne caress on her lower abdomen, opposing self－mockery chuckled：
“I had never given up…”
Danae was not very understanding, her words. Gave up what, gave up death, or－
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“Do you love him?”
Him? Raymond or Cyril?
“I don’t think I can feel this word in my life.”
No matter to whom, Danae had lost the courage and qualification to love.
Besides, no one would think that a mentally ill person would have love.
After a moment of silence, she watched Anne turn to leave slowly.
Danae lowered her head, hesitated for a few seconds, just slowly made a sound－
“I don’t think I can be like you.”
Couldn’t do not be humble, also couldn’t do… for the person you hated, pregnant and had children.
She and Anne were not the same kind of people.