Renan walked to the bed and unceremoniously dumped Celine on it. She felt as if her bones almost broke apart from the impact.
She cried out as she rubbed her aching waist. She then glared angrily at Renan. "What're you doing?"
"Aren't you capable?" Renan scoffed coldly. The icy tone of his voice was comparable to the coldest day of the twelfth lunar month.
Once he had finished speaking, he grabbed Celine's wrist. The place where the IV drip had been attached on the back of her hand had bled and scabbed over due to her previous actions.
Celine looked at the bloody mess on her hand and cried out. However, she had cried out not because she was shocked but because she just realized that she had been hurt.
"Sure enough, I had totally lost control back then." She clicked her tongue. She had
