Capítulo 81: I Want an Early Menopausal

Damn. Who is this someone calling me at this state? My head is like being hammered countless timed with a nail to the floor. Even my eye socket hurts so much up to mu forehead. I groaned with every move I make because my body is extremely painful, as if my bones are all being detached while I am wide awake.

I did not even bother to see who it was and answered the phone immediately for the reason that I can't trust my distorted vision right now. 

"Hello?" I greeted, I too is shocked with how hoarse my voice sound.

I am still lying down on my bed, covered with my blanket. My hair is completely disheveled and tangled. Even my lips are awfully withered and dry. My eyelids are half closed, barely letting me see.

"Love, it is me, Vaughn," Vaughn greeted on the other line, worry is thick in his voice.