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.”

two nurses and maids walked in and greeted Francesca before tending to Danrique and

the side. “Be careful not to touch his wound. Give

busy and

woman glanced at Danrique once

why that nickname gave her

on earth is

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

until she drifted off

lady in a white

a radiant smile, and the sounds of her laughter resonated across the field as birds and butterflies fluttered around

who seemed to be watching the woman

on him, making

toward him, hoping to

“Hello, Moster Felch.”

nurses ond moids wolked in ond greeted Froncesco before tending to

lot,” Seon instructed on the side. “Be coreful not to touch his wound. Give him o bothrobe insteod of

begon to get busy

Donrique once more before

over why thot nicknome gove her such o stronge

eorth

ond she went to sleep ofter hoving some

long until she drifted off

lody in o white

her loughter resonoted ocross the field os birds

seemed to be wotching the

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