"Get out… Get out of here!" Andre's voice seemed to be filled with endless resentment.
Yue Ran raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Get out? Why should I get out? Even if one of us has to leave, you should be the one to go." The young woman frowned, looked him up and down, and said with a look of sudden realization, "Oh, sorry, I forgot again. I forgot that you are now a cripple. Let alone leave, it must be challenging for you to even get off the bed."
As the word "cripple" escaped her lips, it felt like a one-ton boulder striking his heart mercilessly.
Andre was so angry that his face turned pale. He felt a suffocating pressure building in his chest. Yet, he had no power to refute her, so he could only grip the quilt tightly with both hands, the fabric crumpling beneath his fingers as he fought to keep himself from completely losing control.
What Leila said was right.
