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Enslaved by Her MateEnslaved by Her Mate
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Chapter 06

  Spencer obviously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't possibly say anything in front of the weak Melissa.   He pressed his lips tightly and hugged Melissa, yelling for people to come over and help him. It seemed that only such a roar could relieve the suffocation in his chest.   "Melissa, please listen to me, don't play this kind of trick. How dare you make troubles in front of me? Did you think I still have the slightest affection for you?   "I haven't tortured you enough so don't you dare die! If you die, I will immediately send your parents to the underground to reunite your family!"   Spencer's voice was so cold that every word seemed be filled with such strong hatred that almost swallowed Melissa whole.   He drove the car to the hospital quickly, even running through all the red lights on the way. It was not until Melissa entered the operating room that Spencer realized that his hands had been shaking.   Melissa's dying appearance stayed in his mind, making him irrational.   He punched his chest hard because it felt too uncomfortable there, it was as if there was a dull knife cutting through his heart. There was no blood, but it still hurt him badly.   That kind of pain, with a feeling of suffocation, made Spencer at a loss.   The waiting time was exceptionally long. It wasn't until twilight that the doctor came out of the operating room and told him wearily, "The operation was successful, but the patient is not out of danger yet and needs to be observed in the ICU."   Spencer nodded stupidly, his mind filled with the phrase "not out of danger yet." This sentence seemed to become a dense net, which bound him layer by layer, making him feel suffocated and unable to move.   At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Spencer looked at the number, and his deep eyes slowly ignited hatred, but he still answered the phone.   "Mr. Zhao, the matter you asked me to check has already been reported to you. When will the payment arrive?"   The voice of this private investigator made Spencer feel very annoyed for no reason. If he hadn't found Melissa so quickly, he and Melissa would not have come to this moment, and Melissa wouldn't have attempted to take her life. He suddenly came to the conclusion that it was the private investigator who caused this whole mess.   Spencer had forgotten, or he had automatically ignored it, that the private investigator was the one who took the initiative to contact him. All the time, he kept thinking that it was him who wanted to find out the cause of Quincy's death.   He just irritably said he would send it now and hung up. He then transferred a sum of money to the private investigator's account, and then began to look at Melissa through the glass.   He didn't know why he was so obsessed with what happened to Quincy, after all, it had been ten years. But whenever he dreamed of Quincy, he saw and could feel that she was very, very helpless and scared, it was as if she being tortured.   Then he would wake up, gasping for breath.   He could not forget that at dusk ten years ago, Quincy was clamoring to go out to play, but because he didn't like the heat, he refused Quincy's request to accompany her outside.   Quincy disappeared later.   It seemed that after that incident, he suffered some memory lost. The doctor said that he was harshly blaming himself for Quincy's disappearance, so he chose to selectively forget some things.   Spencer never thought of retrieving those memories, it was as if subconsciously, his body was resisting that memory, so he felt that it might not be that important.   So when he knew that Quincy had her heart taken out for Melissa's sake, the whole person fell into a huge hatred, but he never stopped to think why Melissa even needed a heart transplant at that time.

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