Chapter 152

The first time he saw her, she was just like a breathing corpse.

…

Whenever Jane saw that figure at the entrance of her dorm in the following days, she would feel an itch on her palms.

She kept suffering defeat in her battles with him, and yet, she kept on fighting despite these continual setbacks.

Slowly, her wound was not as sensitive as before.

It was as if the wound was no longer the same as it was previously each time it was touched by the man’s lips.

However, it still hurt.

Jane co