Chapter 47 Mr. Müller’s Breakfast

Eliza held her waist and struggled to sit up.

She had expected it to hurt badly, but, to her surprise, the pain wasn’t as bad as she expected.

She reached down and felt a soft cushion.

Her body stiffened. Could Mr. Schmitt have been waiting for her?

“Mr. Schmitt… Drinking coffee at night is unhe...

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