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The two of them turned their backs to each other and got dressed. Seraphina slipped into the oversized T-shirt the young master gave her, while he put on a track jacket without anything underneath. Then they headed down the mountain path together.The sky was just beginning to brighten, a faint gray in the east. A rooster’s crow rang out from somewhere in the distance, and the chirping of birds surrounded them in a lively chorus.The young master walked in front, and Seraphina followed briskly behind him. It had always been like this—he would walk ahead when going downhill and behind when climbing up, as if instinctively protecting her from behind when things got tough.As she watched the man in front of her, Seraphina suddenly felt like this was the very first day of a brand new life.But this "first day" wasn’t the easiest.Her quick steps soon turned heavy. The path the young master took was different from the one she’d used on the way up—it was shorter, he said, but full of overgr

Annabelle was momentarily stunned. In truth, she was still caught up in the joy of Kendrick waking up—her whole mind a bit foggy with happiness.Now, faced with the "pitiful" patient asking for a kiss, she felt a wave of guilt. She quickly leaned down and gave him a light kiss on the lips. Then, feeling that wasn’t enough, kissed him again.“Is that enough?” she asked.Kendrick gently wiped away her tears. “Not quite.”So Annabelle leaned down once more and this time gave him a deep, lingering kiss.When she finally lifted her head again, Kendrick’s eyes had darkened with emotion, and his face no longer looked so pale.And only now did she truly *feel* it—Kendrick was really back by her side.But then she noticed him watching her with that teasing, half-smiling look, which made her a little embarrassed.“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.“You’ve gotten pretty good at this, Anna.”“…”Her face turned bright red. What was she supposed to say to that? *‘Thank you, Mr. Greg

The young nurse burst into laughter. “Alright, I’ll get going then!”With that, she breezed out of the room.Annabelle couldn’t tell if the nurse was laughing because she genuinely found her funny—or if she had caught on to the hidden meaning behind her words.Whatever it was, once the nurse was gone, Annabelle put down the apple and fixed her gaze on Kendrick.Kendrick smiled. “Was the knife sharp?”Annabelle tested the blade with her fingertip and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. “So, you and this young lady know each other?”From the tone of their conversation earlier, she could tell they were definitely not strangers.Kendrick didn’t deny it. He nodded. “Yeah, I know her.”“Know her *well*?”“Well enough,” Kendrick said, reaching for her wrist. “Come on, let’s put the knife down before we talk. It’s dangerous.”As he spoke, he gently took the fruit knife from her hand and placed it on the bedside table.“I didn’t say anything. Why are you acting guilty?” she asked.Kend

After a while of chatting idly, Kendrick dozed off again.He was still weak, and the fact that he’d stayed awake to talk to her for so long was already no small feat.Watching him sleep—this man she loved but sometimes resented—Annabelle couldn’t help but lean over and press another gentle kiss to his lips.No matter what… he finally woke up.As Annabelle was still lost in her emotions, she suddenly remembered that Jax had told her earlier: if Kendrick woke up, she needed to inform his father immediately.They’d been so caught up in talking just now that she’d completely forgotten.She quickly picked up her phone and stepped out of the hospital room. Jax had just returned with breakfast, so she first told him about Kendrick’s condition and asked him to notify Jaime.Then she walked to a quieter corner and dialed Kendrick’s father’s number.As the call connected, Annabelle softly greeted, “Dad… It’s me, Annabelle.”Even though she’d been married into the Gregory family for over half a

Annabelle woke up in less than half an hour.Her neck felt a little stiff from her awkward sleeping posture. She sat up straight and rubbed her shoulder and neck, then checked the time—it was time to go.She turned to glance at Kendrick, who was still sleeping soundly.That was probably for the best. She was never good at lying, and if Kendrick were to ask where she was going, she would likely give herself away. But if he asked after she got back tonight, it would be easier—she could just tell the truth. That was what people called "act first, explain later."She went into the bathroom, splashed her face with cool water, and smoothed her frizzy hair. Staring at her slightly pale reflection in the mirror, she instinctively reached for her lipstick. But after twisting the cap open, she put it back down.No more dawdling—she left the room.She’d left early. It wasn’t yet 2:30 when she got downstairs, so she thought she’d have to wait for Kendrick’s father.But surprisingly, he was alread