Chapter 85 How Is This Possible?

• "Joe? Joe!" Half an hour later, Beatrice finally opened her eyes, whereupon tears began to roll down her eyes the moment she saw Joaquin right in front of her.
• "I'm right here." At the sight of Beatrice's vulnerable state, Joaquin was overwhelmed by sympathy. He then sat next to her bed and caressed her head, gently patting it.
• Nevertheless, Beatrice cried even louder as she covered her face with her hands. "I bet I look ugly now, don't I? Leave me alone, Joaquin. I don't want you to see me like that." The lady struggled in an attempt to shove Joaquin away, but after a fierce struggle, her face turned pale just as she looked at the man in horror and despair. "Joe, what's wrong with me? Why can't I feel my body?"