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Chapter 192

***LONDON'S POV***

I watch in pleasure as Zane scoops soup and feeds me with it.

"I can do that myself, Daddy," I say opening my mouth to eat.

Zane scowls at me and I stay put, eating as much as I can.

I know I can't ignore the conversation Zane and I are going to have, but just thinking about it, that fucking cell has bile rising in my throat.

"I can't have any more food in me," I complain and Zane looks at the bowl before pushing it aside.

I had cleared a good portion of the meal, and that is why Zane let me go.

"Daddy?" I call our when he stalks towards the door.

"What is the matter?" he asks standing, his hand on his doorknob.

"Please, don't leave me alone," I beg, hating myself for being so weak.

Huffing, Zane comes back to me, removes his phone, and shoots a message to someone.

Waiting, I hope he starts the conversation first, but nothing.

A doctor walks in and checks on me.

"Your wrists are swollen, but it's nothing to alert about. You will have t
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