Chloe Grant felt sharp, throbbing pain in her stomach.
It’s not unbearable pain, just since drinking that coffee, it comes and goes .
But right now... the pain is a bit intense.
Chloe Grant bit her lip and endured it stubbornly.
She was familiar with this kind of pain, having experienced it before during her dieting days.
Chloe Grant cheered herself on; the first few days of dieting are particularly tough, the middle part is especially rewarding and motivating, but the end is the most painful part!
However, as long as she perseveres, it’s a victory.
Chloe Grant stood up, poured herself some hot water, and after sipping half a cup slowly, started pacing around the room.
The stomach pain eased a bit with the hot water.
Once the sharp pain subsided, Chloe Grant turned on her computer.
There were many fitness bloggers on Weibo who posted videos. She had saved many before, but left them there without looking at them.
After searching around, she found the one she liked best, clicked to open it, and began following along with the exercises. At first, she couldn’t keep up, but after repeating a few times, she managed.
She exhausted herself for an hour before stopping.
After resting for a while, she took a shower, then went to bed.
Sleeping was actually very difficult.
Chloe Grant was the kind of person who loved to stay up late, whether playing games, binge-watching shows, or just daydreaming. Either way, she wouldn’t go to sleep until midnight or one or two in the morning.
Suddenly trying to go to bed so early tonight was unbearable for her, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Outside the window, the night was deep.
While Chloe Grant tossed and turned, Matthew Morgan was in his office at the company, handling documents.
Despite the late hour, several departments within the Morgan Group still had people working overtime.
"Knock, knock." came the sound of someone at the door.
"Come in," Matthew Morgan permitted.
The person outside pushed the door open and entered; a man in his thirties, well-dressed, carrying a medical kit.
"Mr. Morgan," he called softly.
Matthew Morgan did not respond, gripping a pen as he quickly signed his name on the document, then tossed the pen aside and closed the file.
He stood up, removed his tie, and straightforwardly took off his shirt, revealing a strong, athletic upper body wrapped in bandages.
He looked somewhat thin when wearing a shirt, but once it was off, the muscles were evident!
However, when Matthew Morgan removed the bandages, the grotesque scar exposed on his back somewhat spoiled his physique’s aesthetics, adding a sense of cruelty and a rather bloody, cold ruthlessness.
The doctor frowned, "Why has it worsened again!"
This wound had been under the doctor’s care from the beginning.
From the start, however, Matthew Morgan refused to cooperate, missing the optimal time for surgery.
While Chloe Grant was hospitalized, Matthew Morgan’s wound became infected several times, receiving numerous treatments.
As a result, Chloe Grant was almost recovered, yet Matthew Morgan’s wound showed no signs of improvement.
"Mr. Morgan, you should really pay more attention to this wound."
The doctor placed the medical kit aside, took out the pre-prepared medicine, and began treatment, murmuring as he worked.
Tired of the doctor’s words, Matthew Morgan shot him a cold glance, "Apply the medicine, spare me the talking!"
He had never met a patient so indifferent to their own body!
Matthew Morgan was already impatient, and the doctor dared not say more, carefully administering the medicine, and finally re-bandaging the wound.
In the end, he couldn’t help but mumble, "Mr. Morgan, you really need to be careful; if it splits open, it will be very hard to deal with."