Arnold was still immersed in the intense pheromones emanating from his beloved, unable to extricate himself. However, Asher's heart clenched. He forcefully pulled Arnold's hand away, breaking free from his embrace.

Arnold felt a surge of loss within his chest, his limbs stiffening in response.

"Yes, Aunt Mila."

Asher responded calmly, turning and opening the door without hesitation.

Outside, Mila stood with a smile. "I knew it. He must be here. I know you two have a good relationship."

A good relationship.

It was indeed good.

Asher's eyes flickered, but he could only respond with a shallow smile.

"Arnold, come to my room. I have something to discuss with you," Mila said, beckoning to her nephew with a smile.

Arnold's heart pounded.

He cast a deep look at Asher.

his

aunt back to

shut and locked the door,

want to talk about with me?" Arnold feigned a yawn, pretending to

need to return home first thing tomorrow

shock. "What? Go back home? Why

from Meridan. This isn't your home, nor is it a hotel Besides, I'm not the matron of the house. It's simply inconvenient for you

tone grew colder. "So, leave soon.

sick! I'm his attending physician. I need to be here to

don't need

raised her voice,

escalating the argument. "Wyatt's

who can take

no

I can bring in

consult

this? You're throwing me aside once I'm

what you want. You need to leave

on the verge of losing his mind, his narrow eyes turning red. "Aunt Mila, why are you doing this all of a sudden? Why are you kicking

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