Salma Lula's heart froze.
She came on behalf of Travis Miller?
She's trouble...
Yes, now she's crippled in bed, unable to take care of her basic needs. What else could she be but trouble?
Abigail Hemsworth, she really knows how to speak in the most hurtful way.
"Get out."
Even though she tried to suppress her emotions, just one word revealed her anger and agitation.
"Don't be angry, getting angry is bad for your health. It's not important if you delay your illness, but if you really end up bedridden for life, wouldn't Travis and I be annoyed to death?"
Salma coldly stared at her, suddenly sneering, "You're actually scared, aren't you? If I really end up disabled for life, you'll never be able to get rid of me."
Abigail's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Salma with a faint smile as if she was resigned.
