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In the bathroom, Mrs. Gu was holding the toilet and vomiting violently.
The continuous retching sounds made Mr. Gu's spine tingle.
The man wanted to approach and calm her down.
But Mrs. Gu, who was vomiting as if the sky was falling, stretched out her hand amidst her busy state: "Don't come near, stay away from me."
Mr. Gu fell silent.
Yet Mrs. Gu seemed to think the message wasn't strong enough.
After another bout of vomiting, she added: "Smelling you makes me nauseous."
Whoosh, Mr. Gu threw the towel onto the desk, his face dark like the stormy skies outside.
"Tell me, how far should I stay away?"
The sinister tone seemed to carry a hint of grievance.
Mr. Gu was furious.
Furious beyond words.
For whom was he doing all this?
Braving the storm to find her, only to be rejected, told to stay away?
Really, it was enough to make him laugh in anger.
Saying she has no heart would be an understatement.
