“Jim, is Linda alright?”

“She seems fine for now. You can go home.”

Jim’s voice was as calm and indifferent as ever, revealing no trace of emotion.

It felt like a mountain of rocks was crushing my chest—I couldn’t breathe. The suffocating pressure only grew heavier, making me even more miserable. And just then, that disgusting voice rang in my ears again.

“No, Jim, let me stay! Linda must be blaming herself because of me. Otherwise, why would she suddenly come down with a fever? And just look at how miserable she is right now—how could I possibly leave her like this? After all, she’s the woman you love, and...