Vicdor Blake turned his head and kissed Lecy Sherry's face, "well, don't worry. I have already made a clean break with her in my heart. No matter what happens, I won't change my mind!"
"Okay."
Lecy Sherry smiled and nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist.
At this time, Snow, who was lying on the bed, recovered. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the two people showing off their love.
She frowned and a mocking smile appeared on her face.
She lifted the quilt, stood up and rubbed between her eyebrows. Thinking of the reason why she was in a coma, she had no idea of communicating with Vicdor Blake. She stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Vicdor Blake stopped her and looked at her coldly, "are you going to leave like this?"
"What else can I do? Stay and watch you and Miss Sherry show off love? Even if you have the desire to perform, I don't have this disgusting quirk. I know that you two love each other very much, isn't it enough?" Snow said sarcastically.
