q“Cece...”

Out of the blue, a familiar voice called out.

It was as though there was a telepathic connection, Francesca woke up abruptly and raised her head to look at Danrique with her eyes still half-closed. Complicated emotions swirled in her heart.

This beautiful face really does look familiar...

All of a sudden, a strange yet familiar feeling rose to her chest.

“Is Mr. Lindberg awake?”

Gordon's voice broke the romantic atmosphere.

Francesca snapped out of her daze and retracted her gaze before pushing herself off the floor.

“How's Mr. Lindberg?” Gordon asked anxiously. “I thought I heard him speak just now?”

Francesca did not reply immediately. Instead, she placed the back of her hand on Danrique's forehead to assess his temperature. “His fever is gone.”

“That's great.” Both Gordon and Sean felt a weight being lifted off their shoulders.

Francesca then turned her gaze to the clock on the wall, noticing that it was already seven thirty in the morning. “I'll go take a nap. You guys can help him clean his body with warm water, and prepare some broth for him when he awakes.”

“Alright, I'll have someone on it immediately.”

that being said, Sean quickly

Lindberg's fever spike again?”

come and go. Not

Francesca

“Why are you always so against her?”

at her

is often ugly.” Out of the two, Sean was obviously more composed and open-minded. “We're so

up. After all, it did make

care of Mr. Lindberg

“Okay,” agreed Gordon.

Francesca truly had been worn out. The moment she reached her room,

she had once again

I'll have to wait till

Francesco, the necklace

what else have I

the thoughts flowed in her mind, Francesca drifted into a

she had a nightmare. In the nightmare,

of her head. After that,

her head began to

for air and kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Her heart was still pounding

been having that dream repeatedly for some

be a sharp and unbearable pain

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