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?

I’ll just head to

curved upwards slightly as he shifted his

were now dull from illness, edged with the faintest trace

white Samoyed, melting one’s heart

lip, a sudden urge to assist him

cold medicine might not be the best solution. Have

as a potential opportunity for matchmaking after

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

puzzled gaze moved from Maggie

casually. “Oh, it’s simple. You only need to boil some

much of

“Well.”

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