Chapter 842

Anthony's tall figure approached, looking down at her. "How long are you going to lie down like this?"

"This is a place you hate. Why are you here?" Anne asked angrily.

Anthony sat down beside her, and his eyes fell on the urn on the coffee table.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I just want you to leave." Anne did not want to see him.

Anthony got up, and instead of going out, he went to the kitchen, took out some food, and placed it next to the urn.

He forcibly pulled Anne up.

"Go away!" Anne struggled.

Anthony pressed her against the backrest, approaching her coldly. "I want you to eat!"

Anne's breathing was weak, as she had not eaten all day.

"Anthony, it was you who killed my mother. It was you! You always thought it was my mother who killed your mother. Now that she's dead, you must be happy, aren't you? Can you stop bothering me?" Her tears rolled down.

Anthony's face tensed, and he said, "That's impossible!" He sat down, took the bowl on the coffee table, and fe