Chapter 571

Her hand clenched together in a sudden grip. Her palm grew sweaty all of a sudden.

The person had asked her if he was ill.

Jane stared blankly at the person at the foot of her bed for a long while. Many times she opened her mouth, yet realized that there was nothing to say.

“Feet… are warm now.” Another while later, her feet were warm. There was a steady rhythmic pressing on the soles of her feet. The atmosphere, however, was absolutely noiseless.

Wanting to break the silence, she could