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

as he

were now dull from illness, edged with the

fluffy, white Samoyed, melting one’s heart

a sudden urge to assist

“Actually, cold medicine might not be the best solution.

a potential

soup? I’ve never made it before. Could you guide

gaze moved from Maggie

simple. You only need to boil

much

“Well.”

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