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

curved upwards slightly as he shifted his

usually bright, were now dull from illness, edged

appeared as vulnerable as a fluffy, white Samoyed, melting one’s heart at

a sudden urge to assist him welling up in

might not be the best solution. Have

potential opportunity for matchmaking

never made it before. Could you

moved from

only

much

“Well.”

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