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qThe next day, Anthony worked hard to gather all the herbs, equipment, and blood supply that Francesca needed for the surgery.

In the evening, Francesca started operating on Lacy.

Anthony and Layla helped her from aside.

Around three hours later, she wrapped up the surgery.

Removing her surgical mask, Francesca wiped her sweat away and announced, “She'll need to be monitored for twenty-four hours. If nothing out of the ordinary happens, she'll be safe.”

“We can take turns to do that, so you should get some rest,” Layla urged.

“I'll take a shower. I need to meet William soon.” Francesca hurried away.

Anthony wanted to go after her, but Layla stopped him. “Not today. We need to keep an eye on Lacy. Besides, Francesca won't let you follow her.”

“All right. Next time, then.”

After taking a shower, Francesca drove her truck to Café Grape.

his dog nearby. When he spotted her, he waved at her from afar. “The hunk

parked her truck at the

them and brewed a few cups of fragrant

exhaustion disappears the minute I smell

a deep breath and felt

tired today.” William gazed at her tenderly. “Your eyes

lasted for five hours.” Francesca massaged her

and came later than usual.” William offered her a warm towel. “Put this on your

took the warm towel and placed it over her dry eyes. At once, her exhaustion faded

simple pasta will do. Make

get to it right away,” Robin

Francesca asked with her eyes shut.

dinner yet, right? Your stomach must be feeling

of warm water in front of her. She finished it in

shy smile, he explained, “Every Ustranasion chef has tomatoes and minced beef in their fridges. I used eggs and flour to make the pasta

a bite and praised, “It's

glad you like it,” Robin replied cheerfully and