Chapter 808

Tiffany slowly sat up. While the dizziness had subsided, her limbs still felt weak, and a wave of nausea hit her. Ronald walked over, pulling up the small tray table. He opened the thermal container he'd brought, carefully taking out layer after layer. "I brought you something to eat." She was indeed hungry, but she had no appetite for food right now—especially not anything he brought. She fixed her gaze on Ronald and asked, "Ronald, are you really planning to trade my life for Melissa's?" "Yes." Ronald stirred the oatmeal with a spoon, speaking as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world. "I've been planning this for a year. Everything's in place now, so don't even think about running. You won't get far." He talked about sacrificing an innocent life as casually as discussing the weather. He even held the spoon of oatmeal up to Tiffany's mouth as if offering her a meal. Tiffany slapped his hand away angrily. The spoon clattered back into the bowl, spilling the oatmeal onto