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    An hourter, as Steven made his way back to the apartment, a sense of unease gnawed at him.


    Once he arrived, he immediately dialed Skr’s number.


    “Is there trouble with Joe?” he asked, getting straight to the point.


    “Yes, something happened to him earlier, but it’s been resolved now. Don’t worry, Skr replied.


    Steven,”


    “Good to hear.” Steven didn’t press further. He could tell from her tone that everything was fine.


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    Skr waited for Rowan to return with Joe. Howard had already arrived.


    To ease her worries, Howard reassured her. “I have a wide variety of medications. Whether he’s just


    drunk or has been drugged, you don’t need to worry.”


    “I feel very reassured with you here, Dr. Grey,” Skr said honestly.


    Still, an unsettling feeling lingered within her, a weight that wouldn’t lift.


    Perhaps the recent events, coupled with Vi’s passing, made her overthink everything.


    Rowan had just called to say they were on their way back, so she shouldn’t worry. Howard leaned


    back on the couch and dozed off for a while.


    He frowned when he noticed it was already 11:00 pm and they still hadn’t returned. “They should


    have arrived by now.”


    “Lizzie just texted me that they would be here in about ten minutes.” Skr poured two sses of


    water and handed one to Howard.


    Howard took a sip and said, “It’s remarkable that Mr. Martin has made it this far. With his own family


    plotting against him, it’s lucky he has you by his side.”


    This wasn’t merely ttery from Howard to win favor with Skr. He was genuinely aware of how


    much Joe cared for her.


    After marrying Skr, Joe had undergone significant changes. For one, his long–standing insomnia


    had vanished since they tied the knot.


    It was rare for Joe to be troubled by insomnia anymore. For Skr, he was even willing to pretend to


    be engaged to Lizzie.


    This was enough to show just how much he cared for Skr.


    Skr was about to speak when the door swung open. Rowan and Paul helped Joe into the


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    room, followed closely by Lizzie.


    Howard sprang up like a spring and quickly walked over. “You’re finally back.”


    Skr stepped forward to rece Rowan and said, “I’ll take care of him.”


    She carefully examined Joe.


    Joe’splexion was a bit pale, but he appeared stable. As if sensing he was home, he opened his


    eyes.


    The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately looked at Skr. Upon seeing her, he seemed to


    regain some rity.


    “I’m fine. It was just a food allergy.”


    Skr raised an eyebrow. “A food allergy?”


    No one had drugged him.


    “There were cashew pieces in the dish. But thankfully, Mr. Martin didn’t eat much,” Paul quickly


    exined.


    “Ah, so it was just the cashews. I brought some medication,” Howard said, visibly relieved. As long


    as it wasn’t anything serious, food allergy was manageable.


    Moreover, Joe’s being awake now indicated that his resistance was stronger than before. If


    this had happened in the past, not only would he have passed out, but he would also have broken


    out in hives.