"Ugh..."
Vic huddled in the corner of the wall, retching repeatedly.
Rella stood behind him, like a little adult, tiptoeing to pat his back, but waited a long time without Vic vomiting anything, and said somewhat displeasedly, "Do you have something or not, want to puke or don't."
"Enough, Rella." Ryan said lightly from his original seat, "Don't add fuel to the fire, let him recover on his own."
Only then did Rella retreat.
Vic took several deep breaths before finally standing up straight, then returned to his previous position, saying "Sorry" as he picked up the cup from before.
But his hands still couldn't stop trembling, causing the water in the cup to spill continuously.
Ryan glanced downward, "The truth is indeed hard to accept, but what I said earlier is not the truth, just speculation... It seems your bond with that little dog is truly strong, and your psychological endurance is indeed weak."
Vic weakly said, "Ade is a wolf..."
He remained silent for a while.
