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Not long after the nurse left, Aura was led into Anne’s office.

“Be careful when stitching up my wound. I don’t want any scars!” Aura ordered coldly before she leaned back in her chair and started watching videos on her phone.

Her behavior displeased Anne, but she was a doctor above all else. Lowering her head, she began to stitch Aura’s wound seriously.

Just as Anne squatted down and was about to start sewing, all while Aura was watching a drama on her phone, Nigel accidentally fell on Anne.

“Ouch!”

finger landed right on Aura’s wound. He took the opportunity to wipe the salt

face contorted in an instant, and she almost jumped

his head and confessed his mistake, “Beautiful Auntie, I didn’t mean it.

with pain AS she stared at Nigel viciously.

accident.” Nigel pursed his lips and looked at Aura with those pitiful doe eyes. “Pretty Auntie, if

was an adult! Was

is my godson. Children like to fool around,” Anne apologized in a low voice as she began

sounded more intensely in