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CHAPTER 62

  The woman was acting very strange. She had been throwing things in her room since the evening. If it weren't for their concern, they wouldn't have discovered that she had attempted suicide by cutting her wrist. The wound was quite deep, indicating the extent of her determination.

  The man stood on the balcony, the deep darkness of the night making his eyes appear even darker, like an abyss filled with a chilling coldness.

  "Is she dead?" the man asked, his expression as cold and stoic as a statue.

  "She is currently in the emergency room, but they called us before she lost consciousness," came the emotionless reply.

  Using death as a means of coercion, huh?

  He let out a cold laugh from his thin lips, narrowing his phoenix-like eyes with disdain. "Don't let her die for now. I'll go see her later and find out what she's up to."