Chapter: 921

Hearing his request, Maggie quickly turned around to Rosalynn. “Do we have any cold medicine left?”

Curiously wondering about the early morning visitor, Rosalynn recognized Sanford’s voice. She rose from her seat and walked to the door.

“You caught a cold? I rarely catch a cold, and even when I do, I usually avoid medication. I’m afraid we don’t have any.”

Rosalynn studied Sanford. Had he genuinely caught a cold?

Or had he cleverly utilized the guise of illness to seek out Maggie?

worries then. I’ll just head to the

curved upwards slightly as he shifted his gaze

usually bright, were now dull from illness, edged with the faintest trace

a fluffy, white Samoyed,

sudden urge to assist him welling up in

“Actually, cold medicine might not be the best solution. Have you considered ginger soup? It’s

potential opportunity for

soup? I’ve never made it before.

gaze moved

You only need to boil some

much

“Well.”

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