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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!

several times just to reach for her phone underneath her pillow and

there was

felt incredibly dejected, the woman was so tired from her day's

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

putting up with all the pain and consuming

to treat him, given all his

now spoke to her less and appeared to be deliberately maintaining a distance from her. He also no longer called her name as affectionately as

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

to learning more

recovering well made Monica the happiest person in

closer by the day. Monica was no longer afraid to remove his clothes, wipe his body, or treat his wounds—even in his

Francesca believed this was a good thing. William's always been alone, so it's

busy caring for William

gave her a different kind of

the time she

assisted her with her shower before leading her to the make-up artist, who had been waiting to

hopped into the car to meet up with the first

she dozed