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q“There's no need for that. Give me the address, and I'll make my way over on my own,” Francesca replied hurriedly.

“All right. It looks like Danrique's left Gordon here, so there shouldn't be a problem for you to travel about,” the first lady remarked with a chuckle. “I'll have someone give Gordon the address, then. See you tomorrow at six!”

“Okay. See you!”

Francesca began to regret her decision as soon as she saw the first lady off. She truly didn't enjoy going to such places, nor was she interested in art exhibitions.

I don't even understand art! But from how she dropped by personally and the way she talked, how could I have said no? Well, I'll have to make connections sooner or later anyway. I may as well get this over with.

“Don't worry, Ms. Felch. I'll take you there personally. You'll be completely safe.”

Gordon thought she was concerned about her safety.

“I'm not worried about that. I just don't really feel like going.”

The woman glanced at her phone. There was not a single call or text message from Danrique.

Despite feeling unhappy, she decided not to phone him.

So what if he doesn't call? It's not like I care. Hmph!

just to reach for her phone underneath her pillow and check for any notification from

was still

dejected, the woman was so tired

feeling the best when she woke up the next morning, but she forced herself out of

best to cooperate, putting up with all the pain and consuming his medication

treat him, given all

thing that seemed off was that he now spoke to her less and appeared to be deliberately maintaining a distance from

it's because he's feeling guilty over what happened in the past, or that

looked forward to

that William was recovering well made Monica the happiest person in the

noticed that the two seemed to be growing closer by the day. Monica was no longer afraid to remove his clothes, wipe his body, or treat his wounds—even in his most intimate areas—although she

was a good thing. William's always been alone, so it's nice to see someone by his

who had been so busy caring for William that her own injuries were healing

her a different

four by the time

immediately assisted her with her shower before leading her to the make-up artist, who

was ready, she hopped into the car to meet

busied herself all day, she dozed