Chapter 165 Mr. Johnson, Please Respect Yourself

Rebecca slipped into the dorm past midnight. Lucy slumbered, but had left the desk lamp glowing beside a mug of steaming milk. Its amber haze soothed the dark.

The comforting aroma of milk.

Only then did Rebecca's stiff back finally start to relax, bit by bit.

The doctor brimmed with cautious op...

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