Betty was lying on the bed, her forehead was drenched in cold sweat, she felt pain in her stomach, she knew that it was because of eating too many spicy duck necks at night, but now, it was too late even if she regretted it.
Right now, she really hoped that Bryson could arrive quickly, because she really couldn't take the pain anymore.
Betty who was lying on the bed held her neck, enduring the waves of pain, when suddenly, her room bell rang.
Betty's pale face showed joy as she hurriedly got off the bed. While enduring the pain, she also rushed to open the door.
The door opened, and who else could it be other than Bryson? He seemed to be dressed in a suit in a hurry. Unlike his usual seriousness, he appeared to be rather idle. His black hair was disheveled over his forehead, and he was
