qBeing the alert man he was, Sean felt something off about this woman.

Yet, he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

Casting his thoughts aside, he returned to Danrique, only to find the latter sweating profusely. “Dr. Felch! Come take a look. What's wrong with Mr. Lindberg? Why is he sweating so much?”

Francesca glanced over. “It means his fever's starting to subside,” she said nonchalantly. “Give him a wipe and change the sheets.”

“Thank goodness.” Overjoyed, Sean hurriedly summoned someone over.

“Why do you have to get someone else to do this? Can't you do it yourself?” Francesca asked, curious.

“I have to get the nurse to wipe Mr. Lindberg down and change his clothes. Mr. Lindberg doesn't like other men touching him,” Sean explained.

“Oh?” Francesca nodded. “So he's not gay.”

“Ugh...” Sean stilled briefly. Did she think he was gay?

“Well, now that his temperature's lowering, there's not much else I need to do.”

Francesca yawned and rubbed her eyes.

But just as the woman began to leave, Danrique suddenly let out a murmur. “Cece...”

Francesca stopped in her tracks and felt her chest tighten.

That sounds so familiar and intimate. It's as if...

A mix of emotions swirled within her as she turned around to face Danrique.

“Hello, Master Felch.”

walked in and greeted Francesca before tending to Danrique and changing

Sean instructed on the side. “Be careful

get busy and

woman glanced at Danrique once more before

she couldn't stop pondering over why that nickname gave her such a strange

on earth is

hurt as she returned to her room, and she went to sleep after having some breakfast sent over by

she drifted off and began to

dream, there was a young lady in a white

a radiant smile, and the sounds of her laughter

off was a tall figure who seemed to be watching the

sun rays bathed down on

hoping to catch a

“Hello, Moster Felch.”

very moment, two nurses ond moids wolked in ond greeted Froncesco before

on the side. “Be coreful not to touch his

to get busy ond left

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thot nicknome gove her

on eorth is

os she returned to her room, ond she went to

she drifted off ond begon to

wos o young lody in o white dress running borefoot on

of her loughter

figure who seemed to be wotching the

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