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I transmigrated and got a husband and a son! - Chapter 543: Is helping supposed to be this draining?
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... roared, storming her way to the small apartment couch where Silas was sleeping. She stopped a few steps from the couch, face crumpling in dismay as she looked around at the trash scattered everywhere.
There were countless empty bottles of beer around, some empty chips, boxes of pizza, and some white substances on the coffee table. She didn’t need to examine what that white substance was. Ivy was already aware of Silas’s problematic addiction.
"Silas Zhu!" her voice thundered, an ...
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