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Chapter 64 Kill him
Meesha Kyle opened her aching eyes and looked around the room. She didn’t want to see him but unfortunately, he was sitting on the couch on the balcony and smoking a cigarette. Meesha Kyle swallowed saliva in panic and leaned back on the bed. She didn’t know when she fell unconscious. Noticing her thin body under the quilt, she sighed and looked at the tall and carefree figure. She lowered her gaze and looked down at the black shirt she was wearing. It belonged to Myron. Her skin was also not sticky. Myron appeared to have bathed her and put his shirt on her. Why was he being so cruel and rude to her if he cared for her? Why was he causing her pain and punishing her? Whatever he was doing for her, she hated him completely. He was not a man. He was a devil. She looked away and tears well
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