Leo rushed out anxiously. Catlin’s expression was a bit vacant, her fingers gently touching, as if there was still warmth.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, just now, he was so gentle, a moment ago, she didn’t know what emotions were subtly surging in her heart.

It’s nothing more than a passing emotion. She looked at the door that hadn’t closed, that person’s hatred for her would never cease; it was just a ploy to make her take the medicine, why hold a grudge?

She tried to conceal her inexplicable emotions, gave a faint smile, her face slightly painful, crawled into the flowering plants, like an injured animal returning to its...