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Chapter 39: Daddy's Devotion

Author: TalesbyToby
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 06:50:21

Martin gently examined Maurice after he had passed out. Then he declared...

“He’s not dead,” Martin assured quickly, though his own voice was tight with concern. “He’s been unwell since all of this started. He starved himself, locked himself away, and hasn’t been eating properly. Tonight he stood out in the rain for hours. I begged him to go home and come back tomorrow, but he refused. His body couldn’t take it anymore. We may actually need a doctor.”

“D-doctor?” Mia stammered, her hands trem
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