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Chapter 36 Not Worthy of Any Pity
However, Viviane's compassion did not alleviate Cyril's pain. As soon as Hale entered the room, Cyril drove him out. "Get out! You're not needed here!" "What's going on? Why are you so angry?" Sofia passed Hale on his way out and asked gently. Hearing the familiar voice, Cyril looked up. "Why are you here?" His tone was slightly indifferent, but the previous aversion had softened. For Sofia, this was a promising sign. She had come today to gauge Cyril's attitude, having already heard about Aria being driven out. She walked gracefully to Cyril's side, gently squatted down, and looked at him with concern in her eyes. "I heard you have a fever, so I came to check on you. How are you feeling now?" Cyril slightly turned his head, avoiding her gaze. "I'm not dead yet." Sofia didn't mind
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