Melissa's call came at just the right moment.

Felix answered it.

"Felix, there's someone named Tom here. He barged into the clinic and won't get up from his knees. He's desperate to see you. Are you free?"

Tom?

Felix smirked. That bastard Tom must have exhausted all other options to come crawling back like this.

…

At the clinic, Tom looked like a shell of his former self.

"Please, I'm begging you! Remove it. I'm begging you!" Tom was on the verge of losing his mind. He had never imagined urination could ever become a torture for him.

He wanted to pull out that silver needle but feared death too much. The agony was unbearable.

Felix ignored him at first. Instead, he looked at Nala, who understood immediately and took Melissa's hand with a smile. She said, "Melissa, let's go shopping."

"Sure."

As the clinic's shutters came down, Felix took a seat. "Do you know why I agreed to see you?"

Tom shook his head frantically, fighting another urge to urinate.

"Please, liv