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... ows stood upright as if mocking his insensibility.
Joseph stood on the head of the bed, the blue veins in his forehead almost bursting, his thin lips tucked into a line, and his taut chin forming a cold, angry arc.
Like the moonlight out of the window as water, his eyes grew thinner and colder.
Reaching out and pressing the bedside phone.
After a while, Jessica hurried up to the second floor, nervously entering the bedroom, "Sir?"
Then she mistakenly assum ...
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