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Chapter 300 Who Is Pushing The Limits Now +25 Bonus After some time, Gwendolyn shook her wrist, trying to alleviate the soreness that had settled in.

She had never realized that taking a bath could be so exhausting.

She was also completely soaked even though Cedrick was supposed to be the one taking a bath.

Despite her frustration, Gwendolyn swallowed it down and assisted Cedrick in getting out of the bathtub.

Once she dried the water from his body, she led him to the dry tiled floor and tossed the bathrobe at him.

“Put it on yourself!” Cedrick stood still and refused to reach out to take the robe.

The robe slipped from his face and fell to the ground.

“I can’t move my arms, and my hands are in pain,” he uttered.

I can’t dress myself! Gwendolyn glared at his feeble state and ground her teeth in frustration.

She was about to explode in rage.

Who’s pushing the limits now, huh? Confronted by Cedrick’s persistent self–pity and his attempts to push her limits, Gwendolyn gave him a stern gaze.

“You’ve got one minute to pick up your robe, put it on immediately, and fetch me a clean one.

If you dare to exceed the time limit, I’ll make sure you experience the consequences of the rules I established before.

And I might consider not feeding you medicine anymore!” Cedrick swallowed the fluid lodged in his throat.

His knees began to ache, and his hands throbbed with increased pain.

She might not want to feed me medicine anymore? No! I can’t accept that! While cleaning herself, Gwendolyn started counting down.

“You have fifty–eight seconds left!” Cedrick’s body tensed up as he swiftly retrieved the robe, and deftly secured it around himself.

He then opened the door, slipped on his slippers, and hurried to the adjacent wardrobe to fetch a clean robe for her.

“Ten, nine, eight…” Gwendolyn’s countdown echoed in the bathroom.

She sounded like an emotionless timekeeping machine.

As the countdown reached the final second, Cedrick accurately hung the robe on the bathroom rack.

Gwendolyn glanced at him and playfully remarked, “Well, it seems you do have the potential to meet my expectations.

Not bad, Ceddy!” Cedrick kept mum.

Gwendolyn saw through all of Cedrick’s little schemes.

In other words, none of his tricks worked.

Frustrated to the core, he forcefully slammed the bathroom door shut, releasing all his pent–up annoyance onto it.

sighing softly and wearing a smile tinged with

days later, Salinsburgh

the sky, and rain

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were shivering

iron gate of the high–security prison creaked

of his prison uniform and was now dressed

black bag tightly in his arms containing

as Charles moved at a sluggish pace and gently pushed

gate.

leaf!” Charles stumbled, taking a few unsteady

weary and weathered face gradually broke into a

over a new

van emerged from the end of the road and pulled up

and Quinton got down, covering his mouth and forcefully pushing him into the back

out a muffled groan as he slammed his knees harshly against the

a glimpse of a pair of delicate high

he glanced

were separated

and charming face, her eyes emitted a profound sense

knee and moved onto

since we last

beat when I saw

straight to the point, unwilling to entertain

Gwendolyn knitted her brows, exuding

pistol, loaded it,

can send you back!” She pressed the muzzle of the

“Calm down, Gwen.

I’ll keep my promise.

if you bailed me out, I’d provide you with the antidote to help with his viral

with me at the moment since I just came out of

pointed at him, her voice aloof as she

” Charles chuckled lightly.

“I can’t do that.

I take you there, I’ll be revealing

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made Elven

wished they could beat that despicable

and kept mum for a

Charles glanced at the drizzling rain outside

have a pen?” Gwendolyn gave Elven a signal

of his suit, found a piece

paper, Charles wrote

this number before

my instructions and come to the designated

Gwendolyn carefully scrutinized the number, her cold

you dare