Chapter 289

Tiffany was feeling anxious. She had a feeling that her illness was about to erupt, and she kept poking her legs with the golden needle hidden in her sleeve. The pain kept her alert. Perhaps at some point, it could also bring her relief. “Hiss…” Lost in thought, she did not notice the needle poking Micah’s leg. He hissed in pain and looked at her with a heavy gaze. Unexpectedly, he was struck once more. When the needle was about to strike the third time, Micah grabbed her hand. “Are you trying to poke me to death?” Tiffany quickly put away the golden needle, but Micah snatched it and saw a faint trace of blood on it. If it were not for the current circumstances, he would have liked to take off her pants and see what she had done to her own legs. “Self-harm? How impressive.” Feeling his anger, Tiffany instinctively did not want him to be upset and whispered, “I’m sorry.” “Tiffany, what the hell are you thinking? Tell me.” His black eyes were full of oppression, pressing