Apocalypse Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market (Joyread) novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Let Me Go

“I’ll be leaving now.”

Gael bit his lip and watched her walk away. He told himself that one day, he would make Rosalie accept him.

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Rosalie woke up early that morning. The moment her body touched the cold air, she shivered.

Goosebumps rose all over her arms. This temperature was nothing like summer.

Her certainty grew stronger; the chillwave was coming.

She put on thick fur clothes and felt a little warmer. When she reached into the basin to wash up, she froze. The water was warm.

Someone had drawn water early in the morning and heated it for her.

Other than Micah, she couldn’t think of anyone else.

A soft smile curved her lips. Micah had always been thoughtful-always had been.

After washing her face, Rosalie walked into Micah’s room. The room was dark. No candle was lit.

The air was cold and heavy, pressing on her chest. Micah lay on the bed, his face pale and colorless.

Rosalie jumped in shock and rushed to his side, checking his breathing.

Micah opened his eyes, but such a simple movement seemed to take all his strength.

“Micah, what hurts?” Rosalie asked urgently.

The haze in his eyes cleared. He stared at her coldly.

Rosalie’s heart pounded. A bad feeling crashed over her. She tightened her grip on his hand.

His thin lips moved. “Matriarch, let me go.”

Her hand loosened and fell limp. She lowered her head and stayed silent for a long moment. When she finally looked up, her eyes were red, tears trembling at the edges,

“If you want to leave, you can go after I cure you.”

Her voice shook, filled with reluctance. The tears might fall at any second.

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“No need,” Micah said, shaking his head.

“Your poor health has something to do with me. Once you recover, I won’t cling to you anymore.”

The cold distance in his eyes felt terrifyingly unfamiliar. It was as if everything they once shared had never existed.

“My body had always been weak,” Micah said flatly. “It has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to take responsibility for me.”

He turned his head away, unwilling to stay even one more day.

Rosalie’s throat tightened. She forced out a quiet, “Alright.” After that, she turned and walked away, as if on autopilot.

The moment she turned, Micah lifted his head and stared hard at her back.

He wanted to remember every strand of her hair and carve her figure deep into his mind.

Then the door closed. Her silhouette disappeared.

“Cough!”

A dull cough tore from Micah’s chest. His whole body shook. His mind turned blank. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his chest.

His already pale face lost all color. Only his red, desperate eyes and the bright blood stood out.

Rosalie had noticed Micah’s strange behavior lately. She just never expected that the beastman who once softly told her that he had fallen for her would ask to leave her.

She wiped her aching eyes. No matter what, she would not let Micah leave until the chillwave passed.

By then, she would have enough money. She could exchange them for medicine and cure him completely.

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