Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 160: I felt proud of myself

So, the healing process was rather... tough.

From ti to ti, I would feel feverish, my body burning up and my back hurting a lot. I’d break out in cold sweat and could only grip the sheets right as I grit my teeth and endure what I was going through, as well as the treatnt done on my back.

It was due to my condition and I was sure I could deal with it... Even if it did sotis drive to tears.

Compared to the torture I experienced in my past life, this was nothing. I could deal with it.

And with ti, my back finally started healing.

My back got itchy often during the healing process, but I couldn’t even scratch it. They said it was a sign that I was healing properly but it was just so damn irritating.

Just imagine having an itch you couldn’t scratch. It was horrifying.

Anyway, that was the least of my worries.

What I was more concerned about, instead of my own condition, was if Ki-hoon and Min-Cheol were focusing on the big cooperation they should have resud already and if Jin-Yeok was doing fine without the drugs.

Wait, they did resu the procedures, right? It had been delayed for two months, weren’t they serious about making more money? Ahem.

I guess I do need to be there to fish out any suspicious-looking guard that attempts to stab Ki-hoon, but still...

Maybe with this, their enemy would start getting tired and agitated and end up making a mistake. I hope so. I an, if it were , I’d definitely want to hasten their downfall if I had been planning for years for this mont, only for it to be delayed for two more months, going to three months.

Heh, sucks to be them.

My masters all ca to visit while I was on my ’sick’ bed, each at their respective tis. Hm, should I call it my recovery bed? Well, whatever.

Ki-hoon would read a book, just like I wanted. Min-Cheol would chatter nonstop about his day and how he wished he could get this and that, and I would smile, laugh, and nod when necessary, conversing with him to while away ti. That was how I knew they had finally resud the project for their cooperation.

Phew.

But it was going slow, because according to him,

"I would really like it if Hyung sat in the front seat and watched." He said.

His statent made my heart warm but it also made feel entitled. Well, maybe not exactly entitled but it was similar.

I felt proud of myself for having such an important aning in their lives. His words made my self-esteem and self-worth spike up to the roof in an instant. I knew I was important but saying it like that... Ahem... I can’t help but blush as I felt important.

And then there was Jin-Yeok who visited every night to talk to .

It was what I had requested of him, to make him feel better since he stopped taking the drugs.

I couldn’t be a therapist or an advisor since I couldn’t offer any advice to help him get better, but I was a really good listener who would never judge him for what he was going through.

Jin-Yeok talked about his day, if he killed anyone or if he had the urge to kill anyone. Believe , there were a lot of killings. And there were a lot of urges too. The people in his stories always sounded like such hard assholes who were sent from the pit of the underworld to tornt him daily.

He would also apologize if he exceeded the number of lives he should’ve taken in a week and there were a lot. Guess I couldn’t change him in that aspect that easily.

Killing was kind of his second nature.

But at least he was hanging on during the day so it was a huge improvent. I was proud of him and I made sure to let him know about that.

While these three ca to see so often that I had lost count, Seo-Jun never showed himself.

I don’t know if he was hiding or if he just couldn’t be bothered to spend ti with the likes of but I was grateful that he wasn’t making trouble with at least.

After what happened at the spa, I don’t know how to face him anymore. He had seen bare, front and back, and so I couldn’t even try to please him in any way.

So, this was for the best, I guess.

In exactly a month and a half, I was finally getting out of bed on my own. I usually had the help of the maids in the past but it was different now.

The pain had subsided too.

Did I tell you how advanced their pharmaceutical technology was? It was so advanced that a skin that had been peeled could start healing shortly after and a new skin would start growing back.

’At this rate, I won’t have a problem when I need to attend the cooperation signing in two weeks.’ I thought as the maids carefully washed in the bathroom.

Hm, but with a misfortune happening on both tis, I stepped out of the mansion, I was sure they would get extra cautious so that I don’t get hurt a third ti.

’Seriously, is it just my bad luck?’ I wondered. ’I ended up getting hurt and fainting twice. It won’t surprise if they actually do stop from going out from now on.’ I thought as my eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"We’re done, master." I heard April’s voice and nodded.

"Alright." I smiled at her. "Thank you."

I got out of the bathroom with the maids and then saw a box on my bed. I paused for a mont since it looked like an unfamiliar yet expensive jewelry box.

Who brought this here?