Chapter 1480: Poor Algerone is Freezing

"First, let's get your health back on track, we can put aside emotional matters for now," Albert said in a gentle tone, hoping to end the topic, "Claire, being pushed from such a height, even if you've physically recovered, you must have been terrified, right?"

"..." Now that her memory had returned, Claire didn't dare to recall the events of that day. The moment she screamed, she truly thought she was going to die.

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, Violet's voice remained gentle yet firm, “In any case, you cannot continue to be involved with Rowan Watson. He's currently unable to handle his emotional issues. If in the future he can't handle doctor-patient relationships properly either, that would be truly terrifying.”

Claire knew she had no way to defend herself right now and could only leave it to time. Her aunt was still angry because she cared about her, which Claire could understand.

In the car, Violet let out a light sigh, finally able to pay respects at her brother's and sister's graves.

She tenderly stroked Claire's hair, "Claire, we promised your parents that we would take good care of you. This was a false alarm, a lesson for us. We really can't make any more mistakes in the future.”

When her parents were mentioned, Claire also felt sad.

In Arkpool City, heavy snow fell last night, covering the world in a pristine blanket of white over courtyard and grounds. This sight was beautiful and untouched.

Swain stood in the yard

and he still hadn't seen

he saw two sets of footprints in the yard

didn't barge in. This was out of respect for his ex-wife. He had lent her the

He wanted to ask

been brewing his feelings all of last night. He had prepared to confess to Belinda about his marital status, and

Algerone’s courage began to wane. Some things needed to be said while

Around noon.

Monica took Eason to leave the orphanage, Jack

his charming personality. He even took a bath and styled his hair this morning, making a thorough effort to dress

snow had stopped early in the morning, leaving the whole world blanketed in

with an elegant Italian style, it was a workday, and the accumulated snow on the roads made

heat was on. Jack Adams and

the bottles on the table were adorned with roses. The strong scent filled the air, lingering in the

met today?" Jack Adams asked, cutting his steak and looking

coat, despite no longer being young,

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