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17| A Mouthful of Hell Porridge

MALIK

I pulled away from Casey a bit and pretended like everything was fine. "Are you awake, Casey? Isaac Knox came to see you."

I saw Casey getting flustered. She was still lying down but slightly on her side and stared at Isaac.

"How are you, Casey?"

Suddenly, Isaac rushed forward and pushed me away. He sucks.

"I just have a fever," Casey replied limply. "No serious injuries on me. I wasn't even hurt at all. I think I have a fever from exhaustion."

I stood in the corner like an ornament they didn't even consider. I just kept watching the conversation between the two of them. Isaac really went overboard in showing his concern for Casey.

"Isaac… That night you–"

"Are you hungry, Casey?"

Isaac seemed to avoid the conversation. Though I'm also curious.

"By coincidence, I stopped by the supermarket to shop for some ingredients. I'll make porridge for you. Malik, do you also want to help?"

I was surprised because Isaac was suddenly excellent and sweet in front of Casey. Maybe because he j
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