Ryan POV "I can take care of myself, you know, I'm not a kid. Besides that, you're always busy and have difficulty leaving your room, and you're still hurting because of my psychosis, so letting you know wasn't the best option," I explained, staring into space as I felt his gaze on me."You're not a kid, is that what you think, Ryan? Then tell me what you ended up wanting to do? Wasn't it to suicide all in the name of your hemorrhaging, tight spaces and others?""It's my psychosis, okay? Just let this one slide," I raised my voice and silenced him."Let's assume that was truly your psychosis, was it your psychosis that made you get into a contract marriage?""It was work, for business purposes.""What work, Ryan? Why are you getting so stupid everyday?!" He yelled at me, and I scoffed. Wasn't this even worse than pouring a whole tank of my own on me and drenching both me and my files?"It's for an underground hotel under my company. I've invested a lot in it, that if I didn't finish
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