Titus Zane didn't know what was wrong with him, whether he was still queasy from the car ride or because of rejection.
Even though his stomach was completely empty, he still couldn't stop retching.
Nathan Moore just stood behind him, his handsome face ashen. Seeing him still leaning over the toilet retching, he turned around and left the bathroom.
When Titus Zane had almost finished vomiting and returned to the living room, Nathan Moore was standing on the balcony doing something unknown. The range hood inside was buzzing loudly.
Leaning on the armrest of the sofa, Titus Zane sat down, feeling extremely weak and leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed.
Just resting for a few minutes, Nathan Moore came up in front of him, and with a "Duang" sound, he put something on the coffee table and said coldly, "Eat this!"
Titus Zane opened his eyes, staring blankly at the man towering over him, then belatedly looked towards the coffee table.
