Wesley stared at Doris and said, "Doris, do you know something that's why you hurt yourself and threaten me?"
The contrast between what she was now and what she was before was too great.
"What should I know? " Doris looked at him with a poker face.
Wesley didn't know how to respond.
"Again, I'm hungry."
Wesley ordered someone to bring paper and a pen and asked someone to buy a change of clothes. He went down to the toilet to take a bath briefly.
He didn't eat regularly, and a faint discomfort came to his stomach.
Perhaps his recent diet had helped. His vomiting was not as bad, and his stomachache had eased a lot.
But Wesley knew it was only temporary.
He could feel that his physical condition was not as good as before. He felt very tired when he picked Doris up for such a short
