Why was Angel here? How had he come? And had he seen her in this sorry state?
All kinds of questions arose in Helen's heart, and the more she thought about them, the more unsettled she became.
Suddenly, a faint flush appeared on Helen's face. At first, Little Six thought Helen was embarrassed at the sight of Angel, but the next moment, Helen abruptly raised a hand to cover her mouth. Her chest heaved violently, and a streak of crimson seeped through her fingers.
Little Six looked alarmed. "Helen, what's wrong?" She reached out, wanting to touch Helen, but fearing she might hurt her, she quickly turned her head and looked to Angel with pleading eyes.
Angel said nothing. He simply stepped forward and reached out to support Helen by the shoulders.
Helen herself did not know what was happening. As all those questions and anxieties surged within her, she suddenly lost control of her body. A fishy sweetness rose from her throat into her mouth, followed by a fierce urge to vomit.
Not wanting to lose face before Angel, Helen covered her mouth, but the blood she spat out still trickled through.
After vomiting blood, Helen did not feel any relief. Instead, the pain in her body worsened, as though her internal organs were being churned upside down. Coupled with her turbulent emotions, Helen was not only suffering extreme physical pain—her mental anxiety and psychological pressure were also mounting sharply.
It could be said that, in the half month since returning to Little Six's home, aside from the first day, this was her most agonizing moment.
She clutched her aching chest and gasped continuously, yet there was still no sign of relief. On the contrary, as she breathed out forcefully, the pain in her body became even more pronounced.