Gloria frowned a little more.
"Let go of me!" she said again.
Jordy finally let her go and sat down on the couch.
Gloria looked at him inexplicably, thinking he was very much like a child.
Maybe it was because Jordy wasn't quite the same after his illness.
She went to get the medicine box and said nothing.
Shortly after, Gloria came up to him and gave him a glass of warm water and medicine. "Take it."
Jordy frowned, not wanting to move or look at the medicine.
Gloria was speechless.
"Why don't you want to take medicine even if you have this disease?"
Jordy pursed his lips and said nothing.
Gloria frowned again. "You're so disobedient, but Carlos still kept you alive. What a miracle."
Jordy took on a gloomy expression. At this moment, as if thinking of something, Gloria looked at him and whispered, "Does he give you injections every time?"
Jordy didn't speak, which was an acquiescence.