Chapter 111: Adele Young's Face Was Burning AgainNearly a quarter of an hour had passed since Adele Young said "good night" to Michael Wilson.
Adele Young lay on the bed, hugging the quilt and rolling on the bed every two minutes.
Adele Young felt that she must have been crazy 15 minutes ago. If not for the fact that her soul had left her body, who else could she have told her that good night was not good? Why did she have to tell Michael Wilson?
She must have gone berserk!
Adele Young suddenly pulled the quilt and covered her head with it. After two or three minutes, she stood still like a corpse.
It wasn't until she was about to suffocate herself to death that she stuck her head out. Her long hair was messy on her face, and she opened her mouth to breathe heavily.
After such tortur
