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... about his illness, he felt even more guilty and sad for him which forced him to help him out every time something went wrong.

"I kept helping him with a hope that someday he would change but that never happened. Completely opposite to what I had thought, he kept creating trouble carelessly because he knew that I would help him out."

"Gavin was a doctor in the States so what was his reason behind coming to country S and practising here? Did you send him here?" Zian curiously inquir ...

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