Chapter 89

When I heard those words, I froze for a moment before my hand instinctively gripped the stylus tighter. Could it be another relapse of my stomach issues? I would have preferred that over the reality of stomach cancer. Sophia waited patiently outside the door for a while until she realized I hadn't responded. She raised her voice and repeated, "Joshua, if you don't eat properly and get sick, who do you expect to care for you?" I snapped back to reality and pressed my lips together. I stood up, making my way to the door. With a sharp movement, I flung it open. Sophia was taken aback when I abruptly opened the door, but she quickly composed herself and returned to her usual apathetic expression. In a cold tone, she reminded me, "Your body is your most valuable asset. Neglecting it now will only lead to costly gastric health issues in the future." I responded with a low hum and trailed after her as she led me downstairs for dinner. As we entered the dining room, I took my seat at the