Chapter 62

The sickly green bottles broke and wine was spilled on the ground, soon the aroma. Simona was filling him a glass of hot water. She jumped from shock when she heard the loud sound from the living room, she even splashed a bit of hot water on her hand. But she could care less about herself at that time. Matthew had a high fever, and there were beer and red wine bottles everywhere in the house. If Matthew stepped on a bottle, broke it and got infected from a shard, things wouldn't be as simple as a fever and cold. When she rushed out, she saw Matthew sitting on the sofa, surrounded by broken wine bottles. The murky green glass was everywhere and the fumes of the red wine bottles were enough to make her drunk. He put his elbows on his knees, his five fingers were lost in his unruly black hair as he rested his face on his hand. She trembled, she thought he was unwell, she carefully walked over to him. "What's wrong?" The person on the sofa was startled, Matthew raised his head an