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Chapter - 17 Mistress my foot!
Myron Gray kept staring at her pallid cheeks with his tightened heart. He had no idea why his heart ached when he saw her on the bed with a high fever, requesting and weeping unconsciously for him to let her go. Myron Gray turned her face to look into her eyes while holding her soft and pale chin. Her eyes were closed, and her face was covered in tear stains. Myron Gray wanted to ask more questions, but it appeared that she was afraid of him, so he let her go, stood up, and left. When Meesha Kyle heard the noise of the door closing, she slowly opened her aching eyes and looked around the room. He had already left. Her red and swollen eyes welled up with tears, and her heart ached. That was all that was left in her life now. Tears and anguish. The door to the room opened suddenly, and t
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