The following morning, Roxanne had already woken up by the time Lucian did. Her brows remained furrowed while she removed the needles for herself.

Lucian glanced at his empty palm, then shifted his gaze to look at the woman before him. In a hoarse voice, he asked, “When did you wake up? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

Roxanne was too focused on the task and only realized the man was awake after hearing his voice. She hesitated for a moment, then continued with what she had been doing.

“You look like you were sound asleep. Besides, I am feeling better now, so I didn’t wake you up.”

She did not spare the man a glance as she spoke.

It was worth noting that Roxanne felt as if it was like a dream when she woke up to the sight of Lucian taking a short rest while holding her hand tightly earlier.

But soon after, the memories of what happened last night while she was half-asleep came to her mind.

She knew very well it was not a dream. Lucian had indeed taken care of her for the whole night.

For a bit, Roxanne had no idea how to describe her feelings after coming to that realization.

Lucian’s tightly furrowed eyebrows and the visible signs of exhaustion on his face, she could not bear to wake

was so tired that he was unaware of

chance to examine her condition before

she expect Lucian to wake up when she was at the last step of

a little flustered after hearing the

“What are you doing?”

temples, Lucian languidly straightened his body. A slight

and pulled it out. “I

at her with a solemn expression. “You’re doing it

undoubtedly startled Roxanne slightly. Despite so, she still flashed him a smile as she

caused Lucian’s already dark expression

Farwell again? I took care of her the

the thought of how Roxanne was still unwell, he had no choice but to suppress his anger

an instant, the whole ward plunged into a

sense Lucian’s sudden fluctuating mood. She was puzzled, yet for some reason, she dared

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