q“So, you considered everyone, but not me.”

Danrique stared at Francesca coldly.

“You don't need me to take care of you! Go back by yourself if you want to do so!” Francesca huffed.

“Francesca Felch! What do you mean by that?” Danrique's expression turned frightfully dark.

Nonetheless, Francesca didn't back down. “Stop asking the obvious! I've got my own things to do. I'm not your pet, so what right do you have to arrange my life for me?”

Danrique remained silent, merely eyeballing her frostily. He was seemingly conveying his dissatisfaction with the look in his eyes.

“Ahem, ahem.” A tad awkward, William changed the subject. “In that case, take good care of yourself, Francesca. Why don't we go out and talk, Mr. Lindberg?”

“Let's just talk here. There's no outsider here, so feel free to speak your mind.” Sitting on the sofa, Danrique acted as though he was the lord and master there.

“That's true.” William cast a look at Francesca. Seeing that she voiced no objection, he went straight to the point. “Francesca has been treating my leg these days. Although it hasn't been long, there's already been some significant improvement, so I hope she can continue treating me.”

once

I never do anything halfway. It's my responsibility!” Francesca had a great sense of

glad to hear

losing his temper and snapped, “Then, is it considered doing things

a momentary

in the position to comment on that. He merely gazed at Francesca expectantly as though hoping

men over to keep guard, relocate the

a solution right

his understanding of the man, it was indeed

day that he cared about Francesca

she replied, “Forget about relocating the orphanage. The children are already accustomed to living here, so they wouldn't be

do you

he had already shown her immense patience and sincerity. If she

fixated his eyes on Francesca as well,

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