Nathan angrily picked up the bag of woolen yarns, 'Which color is made for him?"

'This one?" He picked up a gray ball of yarn. 'Such a gray color does suit him."

In the next second, he split the wool ball into two halves by a large shear.

The two needles used to knit scarves were also broken...

'He had better never wake up. If he is awake," Nathan's eyes are burning with fire, 'I will let him taste the so-called living death."

Crystal shouted, 'Nathan!"

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