Chapter 1088
On the next morning, when Fiona woke up, it was drizzling outside.
She stretched and then noticed the space beside her was empty.
"Darwin?" she got up and called out.
There was noresponse.
"It's strange," Fiona muttered.
Usually, even if Darwin woke up earlier than she did, he would stay with her until she woke up.
She was about to go downstairs to look for him.
Then, she heard something fall in the bathroom.
She walked over, puzzled.
"Darwin?" Fiona stood at the door and gently knocked on the bathroom door.
"I'm here." Darwin's voice came from inside.
"Why are you up so early? Are you feeling unwell?" Fiona asked.
"I had a nightmare and woke up. I'm shaving now. Could you warm up a cup of milk for me in the kitchen?" Darwin replied.
"Okay." Fiona agreed.
A nightmare?
It had been a long time since he mentioned having a nightmare.
In the kitchen, Fiona prepared a cup of milk for Darwin according to his usual taste.
When Darwin came downstairs, he glanced at Twitter again.
Overnight, the buzz about Mason's murder was still escalating, even dragging in other matters.
For example, Angela actually started a live stream to counter the netizens.
She failed to tarnish Mason's reputation, so she shut down the live stream and fled.
Some people suspected that Amy's frequent illnesses in Angela's videos were because Angela wasn't giving her medication, deliberately aggravating her condition.
Then, a neighbor of Angela posted a video.
The people in the video were Angela and Amy, who was chained up.
The video clearly recorded Angela's entire process of provoking Amy.
Her attitude and words in the video could only be described as vicious.
What made people even angrier was, while Angela was provoking Amy, she was also talking to the person filming the video.
The person filming couldn't bear it. "Angela, is this really okay? The child was quite normal before. Why do you have to provoke her illness?"
"What do you know?" Angela rolled her eyes at the camera and continued to provoke Amy. "Netizens are very sympathetic. My last video earned me a few hundred dollars! If I make more videos, I can save more money, and Logan will have money to get married in the future!"
"Shouldn't this money be used to treat your daughter's illness?" the person filming asked.
Angela rolled her eyes again. "I told you, you don't understand! If I keep posting videos like this, maybe one day a rich person will see our plight and offer to help her with her treatment. Remember that person online with leukemia? It was her grandparents who posted videos, and they got help from kind people, with donations and finding a hospital to match her bone marrow."
After watching this video, Fiona felt extremely disgusted in the morning.
"What's wrong?" Darwin's voice sounded.
Fiona looked up and saw that he had already come downstairs.
"What happened to your wrist?" She immediately stepped forward.
Darwin was wearing a long-sleeved home shirt, but Fiona still saw a bit of a bandage peeking out from the sleeve.
"This." Darwin looked relaxed. "I didn't hold the razor steady, and when it fell, I instinctively tried to catch it and got a cut. It's nothing."
"Stop using those blade razors. Last time you even cut your face." Fiona frowned.
Darwin never liked using electric shavers. Even after losing his memory, that hadn't changed.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll throw it away later!" Darwin smiled gently, coaxing Fiona, "Is there milk ready?"
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