Chapter 238: He Probably Mistook Me for an Ashtray

Under the dim yellow light, Norris Moore's face reveals a bloodless paleness.

The water and contraceptive pills she had just consumed were vomited out; her stomach empty, yet she still feels nauseous.

Physiological tears blur her vision, leaving her without the strength to get up as she lies on the bathroom floor tiles.

The newly realized burning pain in her chest begins to hurt unbearably. Something seems to be charring within her flesh, and, unable to hold back any longer, she starts crying on the floor.

Her crying is practically soundless, with tears continuously flowing down her face onto the floor. It isn't that she feels wronged or heartbroken; it's just that the pain in her chest is unbearable.

Trenton Smith approaches and lifts her from the ground, seeing the tear tracks on her face. She cries silently, with only her tears to tell the story.