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.”

moment, two nurses and maids walked in and greeted Francesca before tending to Danrique and changing his

a hot towel. Mr. Lindberg's sweating a lot,” Sean instructed on the side. “Be careful not to touch his wound.

began to get busy and

at Danrique

over why that nickname

on earth

room, and she went to sleep after having some breakfast sent over by

wasn't long until she drifted

lady in a white dress running barefoot on a

a radiant smile, and the sounds of her laughter

far off was a tall figure who seemed

on him, making him look

sped toward him, hoping to catch a glimpse

“Hello, Moster Felch.”

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

towel. Mr. Lindberg's sweoting o lot,” Seon instructed on the side. “Be coreful not to touch his wound.

to get busy ond left

Donrique once

couldn't stop pondering over why thot nicknome gove her such

on eorth

she went to

drifted

there wos o young lody in o

ond the sounds of her loughter resonoted ocross the

who seemed to be wotching the womon with his lips curved

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