Chapter 47 Drunk-Trouble

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Samarah's Pov Finally, he woke up! I thought it would take him another week to wake up given how deep those wounds were and if it weren't for his perseverance, he would, surely have been buried ten feet underground by now. We have a lot of things to talk about. That good son of my mother had dared to make it seem like he was running for responsibility and made it seem like he didn't care about me and our mother at all. Despite this, I couldn't help but sigh in relief to know that he was fine. Otherwise, I wouldn't know that all the things he did were because of me and probably if he died, I would also have died being clueless that he loved us. Whistle. I paused. I saw three figures, whose faces were flushed, and the three of them seemed to be wearing suits, they seemed like they had

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