Chapter 472


    “I won’t be around for a day three dayster. Will it be okay to let Georgie take care of you that


    day?” Stanley Batton asked.


    There were some important tasks regarding the foreign branch of hispany awaiting him.


    Therefore, he had to travel there to settle the issue on his own.


    “No problem.” X nodded without asking for further details.


    Stanley smiled at her before taking the basin of water into the bathroom.


    At that instant, X’s phone vibrated.


    When she saw the name ‘Master’ was disyed beside the call symbol, all the congeniality within


    her melted away and was reced by indescribable, mixed feelings.


    Intense guilt kicked in and spread rapidly across her whole heart. It was like a pair of invisible hands


    that were constantly tearing her soul apart, without mercy.


    Taking a deep breath, she tried to regte her emotions and remained as calm as possible before


    she picked up the call.


    “Hey X, how are you?” The familiar voice of the old man flowed through her ears, the tone of his


    voice was as doting as ever.


    “Couldn’t be better. What about you?”


    “I’m fine too. I mailed you some fine ginseng just now, three boxes of them in total.” The old man on


    the other end of the phone continued, “The ginseng is perfect for a weak and cold body like yours.


    Just remember to add a little of them into your soup and drink them about twice a week, get it?”


    His advice somewhat reminded X of the days where she learned about medicine and medication


    under the guidance of Dr. Batton many years ago.


    Back in those days, he always loved to prepare various arrays of tonics and supplements for her.


    Then, he would exin each of them to her in earnest and give her some helpful advice every


    single time.


    However, the more he cared for her, the more she felt guilty about what she had done.


    Her master had been really nice to her but she had disappointed him in the end. She failed to


    control her feelings and allowed herself to fall in love with another guy when she had promised him


    to maintain a three-years-marriage with her husband.


    Moreover, there was no way she could keep that promise because of her feelings for the guy which


    should never have existed in the first ce.


    “X?” The old man spoke again, pulling her back from her deep thoughts.


    The tip of X’s nose was slightly sore and her eyes were red. “Yes, I’m listening. I get it, Grandpa.”


    “X… Grandpa misses you a lot. It’s Grandpa’s birthday in three days. Can you fly over to see


    me?” The old man asked.


    “Sure.” X promised him without hesitation.


    In fact, she had been thinking about sparing her time to visit her master before this. It was her initial


    n to pay him a visit even if he did not call her today.


    She missed him very much too. Apart from that, there were a lot of things that she would like to


    confess to him as well as to apologize to him.


    Besides, she was certain that she would be able to walk on her own without aid three dayster.


    She could ignore any other events but she could not risk missing his birthday.


    “Great! Then I shall look forward to meeting you soon.” He sounded delighted and excited on the


    other end of the phone.


    Nevertheless, his tenderness and love pierced through X and stabbed right at her spine, almost


    as though they were some sharp thorns.


    “Okay, I’ll see you then,” said X.


    The grin on her face did not falter despite the uneasiness in her heart was only amplified with each


    word she spoke.


    Shortly after X hung up the phone, she booked a flight ticket to Country Y through an app right


    away.


    ***


    Three dayster.


    It was eleven o’clock in the local time when X’s ne arrived at Country Y.


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    Stepping out of the airport, she dragged her suitcase behind her and hopped on a taxi at the


    entrance, heading to the vi where her master was staying.


    The vi was mainly timberwork. Arge, tough species of tree called Phoebe zhennan made up


    the framework of the house. Thebination of wood and Country Y style had brought a modest


    yet luxurious aura to the vi. Suddenly, the memory of her first arrival here to learn about medicine


    shed across her eyes.


    She was truly miserable and desperate that time.


    If her master did not offer her a shelter and heal her with all his heart, she could not imagine herself


    having a future.