Richest Mogul

Chapter 1947

"For me, it's only been three days since I left last time," Vivian explained.

To her, it had been a mere three days. But to Manfred, it had been three years.

"Did you fall ill again after you went back?" Manfred asked, nodding slightly as he studied her every expression.

He was afraid—afraid that after three years, she might find him disappointing.

If he had known he would see her in Briarpatch, he would have rested more on the journey from Vlario. He wouldn't have let himself look this exhausted.

He hadn't slept since yesterday, so he probably looked even worse now.

"I slept for three days and three nights."

"Three days and three nights?" Manfred frowned. "That still sounds like an illness."

Vivian shook her head. "Not an illness. Just weakness. As long as I keep up with my nutrition, I'll be fine. Don't worry.

"This time, before I came, Uncle Howard prepared some medicine for me. As long as I take it on time, I won't suddenly disappear again like last time."

But Manfred still wasn't reassured. "Let me check your pulse."

an undeniable authority, leaving no room for

obediently

had devoted himself to studying medicine. He read countless medical texts

day, before she left, her pulse had been so weak that it

nights wondering-was she able

able to save her. The

was a fear that stabbed him like

feared he would never

here now. She

watched Manfred with bright, shining eyes as he

handsome with time. His features had become sharper,

much so that Vivian started feeling nervous. Was something

tests in the modern world, and Howard

should be fine...

go

still weak. Did you take the medicine your Uncle Howard prepared

suddenly realized. "I didn't

it today. There

might steal

take it