During those seven days, he thought he had completely escaped from that chaotic and terrifying state.
But now it seemed he hadn't.
Why was he so useless?
If Jiang Li found out, she would definitely despise him.
Jiang Shixu had already taken out the box of sleeping pills.
Looking at the two small white pills lying inside, his eyes fiercely stirred.
After struggling for a while, he put the pills back and lifted the blanket to get out of bed.
The villa was eerily quiet in the early morning, and it felt even colder following the departure of Jiang Li and Jiang Yan.
Barefoot, Jiang Shixu walked into the kitchen and blankly opened the refrigerator.
He really missed the meals Jiang Li cooked.
Unfortunately, the housekeeper couldn't replicate that taste, so he hadn't eaten much that day.
Jiang Li's parting words echoed in his ears, and despite having no appetite, Jiang Shixu forcefully searched through the refrigerator.
Eventually, he picked a sandwich that looked decent.
