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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.

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

at him in return. She parked her truck

and brewed a few cups of fragrant coffee. The

disappears the minute I smell the

a deep breath and

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

Francesca massaged her brows. “I'm sorry you have to wait for

today and came later than usual.” William

Francesca took the warm towel and placed it over her dry

“Some simple pasta will do.

get to it right away,”

her eyes shut. “Can Robin prepare

to learn it.” William chuckled. “You didn't have dinner yet, right? Your stomach must be feeling uncomfortable. Don't drink coffee. Here,

After Francesca was done with her eyes, there was already a glass of warm water in front of her. She finished it in one gulp and felt her

bolognese. Flashing a shy smile, he explained, “Every Ustranasion chef has tomatoes and minced beef in their fridges.

Francesca took a bite

it,” Robin replied cheerfully