章 138: Spy Vs. A Death Convict's Love

She felt nauseous. Zella doesn't want to label Leo as her husband anymore. Barely agreeing with the last statement, she let the tension dispersed. Zella turned back to the plate he prepared and stuffed large spoonfuls inside her mouth. Leo fumed, massaged the bridge of her nose, and puffed her cheeks. 

His appetite might have gone, but his stomach rumbled. Leo bloated his mouth with the rich foods he prepped and turned in another direction, not daring to talk for another minute. 

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Huddling around the porch where a long table was occupied, Zella slid in beside Vincent and Etienne, while Leo checked on with Randall, and gave him a bump. Louise was talking to Jon Cho, and Jeremy was having a chat with the protesters, especially the old man, by the name of Paul, who took care of Randall when he was in the hospital.