After leaving the Moore family manor, Rossie kept touching her hand. Zorion fixed his gaze at her but couldn’t tell what she was trying to do.


    When they got home, Rossie immediately went back to her room, switched on theputer, and began looking up information on the inte.


    Zorion held the tea bags in his hand, then handed them to Tetsuo. “Check the ingredients inside and see if they are poisonous.”


    Tetsuo epted the tea bags and got down to it.


    Zorion showered, then changed into a new set of clothes andy down on the bed, needing a rest.


    Suddenly, the door swung open. Zorion twitched his eyebrows but did not open his eyes.


    Rossie entered the room and walked to him, “Are you asleep?”


    He opened his eyes and stared at her. “What’s up?”


    “Does your stomach feel upset?” Rossie asked, and Zorion shook his head. Then, she continued, “I asked Louisa, and she told me to try massaging.”


    Zorion did not speak but onlyid in bed, unmoving.


    “I’m going back to college soon. We should give it a try,” Rossie suggested.


    She sat down and lifted the nket, then ced her hand on top of his stomach, his pajamas the only barrier between them. Then, she found the spot Louisa taught her and pressed down on it tentatively.


    Zorion closed his eyes. It had been some time since lunch, so he wasn’t in difort.


    After massaging Zorion for a while, Rossie said, “Louisa said it would be better if we use a hotpress.”


    Zorion did not reply. Rossie lifted her head to look at him only to find him already asleep.


    She withdrew her hand, then turned around and went downstairs. She came back with a hot-water bottle and ced it on Zorion’s stomach before tucking him in.


    After sitting on the bed for a while, Rossie got up and looked outside the window, then left. Louisa had told her that she was depressed andcked exercise; she believed she would sleep well again if she exercised and drank the floral tea.


    Rossie didn’t want to rely on Zorion to be able to fall asleep forever. She wished to be able to sleep alone.


    If she could recover from this, it would be a huge relief.


    …


    After dealing with his matters, Jepherson visited Santiago and Raeleigh at the hospital. Before entering the ward, he heard Raeleigh lecturing Santiago while Santiago remained silent, keeping his eyes closed.


    He knocked on the door and walked in, leading Raeleigh to look over and get up. When she saw Jepherson, she asked, “Have you eaten?”


    “Not yet,” Jepherson answered, his eyes darkening as he nced at Santiago. When he noticed Santiago looking at him with one eye open, he said, “You got yourself into trouble at the start of the new year. You’re still not repenting?”


    “How can I not repent? My eardrums are rupturing already.” The moment he woke up that morning, Raeleigh had been lecturing him non-stop. After some time, he gave up listening, not having a clue what she had said, and his mind was muddled.


    Santiago beganining now that Jepherson was lecturing him.


    Jepherson put down his coat, then washed his hands and sat down. Raeleigh had already gone to take the food.Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Setting down the food on the table, Raeleigh handed the cutleries to Jepherson, then sat down and said, “The doctor said it would take two months for him to recover.”


    Raeleigh was upset because of this matter.


    Jepherson took a bite of the food and looked at her. “He asked for it.”


    After she had calmed down, she thought something was amiss. It seemed as if Jepherson was here to settle scores with Santiago.


    Jepherson ate quietly asRaeleigh remained silent.Xanthus went out and hadn’t returned, while Santiago also fell silent.


    Later, when Raeleigh cleared the table, Jepherson looked at Santiago and said, “You dare to test me?”


    “What?” Santiago refused to admit what he had done.


    Jepherson sneered. “Do you want me to force you to admit it?”


    “I’m just worried about you.”


    “So worried that you want to kidnap me?”


    Jepherson seemed displeased, and Santiago remained silent.


    “If this happens one more time, I will throw you out.”


    With that, Jepherson got up and walked to the bed next to Santiago, lying down, feeling tired.


    Raeleigh went to tuck him in when he said, “There’s a girl, Louisa Dous, about your age, and she grew up in your orphanage. She said someone rescued her when the orphanage caught fire.”


    Raeleigh paused for a moment. “Louisa?”


    She didn’t remember such a person. Sitting down beside Jepherson, she asked, “Where did you hear it from?”


    “Something happened to Flynt, so the Moore family appointed a new head of the family, Colston Moore, seventh of his generation and a son of one of the Moore family’s concubines.”


    “I observed him when he told me about this. I don’t think he’s lying.”


    “I don’t remember anyone called Louisa. Could it be a trap?”


    Raeleigh really could not recall a girl named Louisa in the orphanage.


    Jepherson thought about it and said, “Could it be that she changed her name after she grew up?”


    Raeleigh shook her head. “We don’t know that.”


    “Mhmm.”


    Jepherson closed his eyes, looking exhausted. Raeleigh didn’t want to disturb him, so she didn’t say anything more.


    However, a few minutester, Jepherson opened his eyes again and looked at Raeleigh. “She has a strange aura around her.”


    “A strange aura?”


    Raeleigh looked at him with oddity, but he had already gone back to sleep. Raeleigh got up and went to check on Santiago.


    Santiago quickly closed his eyes, but she didn’t buy that he had fallen asleep. There was no way he’d fall asleep when she was talking to Jepherson.


    Considering that Jepherson was resting, she sat in a corner without a word.


    She looked up at the grey sky as she recalled the fire in the orphanage. The memory had already been lost on her. All she knew was that there was a massive fire, and people were running around and screaming.


    Everyone was dead.


    Raeleigh buried her face in her hands. The past still haunted her mind, and her head ached every time she thought of it.


    Feeling stuffy inside the ward, she went outside. After she left, Santiago opened his eyes, then fumbled his phone and called Jacky, “Are you nearby?”


    When Raeleigh heard Santiago’s voice, she turned around and opened the door, only to see him on the phone. She stood at the door with a forced smile. “I thought you were asleep?”


    Santiago chuckled awkwardly. “I was, but you opened the door and woke me up.”


    “So you’re saying it’s my fault?” Raeleigh was in a bad mood. After closing the door, she strode into the ward and fell silent after sitting down. Santiago called her, but she did not answer, only staring out the window.


    Raeleigh closed her eyes as she recalled the past, her face drained of color, even her breathing grew erratic. Santiago nced at Jepherson as he got up from bed. Jepherson put on his shoes and walked toward Raeleigh, wanting to touch her, but her eyes slowly opened. Sweating profusely, she wrapped her arms around Jepherson.


    Jepherson shuddered and hugged her back. He patted her and said, “Don’t try to recall the past; you’ll only be reliving the terrible moment.”


    “It’s not that I want to, nor would I like to, but I can’t help it,” she replied.


    Jepherson bent down to pick her up and carried her to the bed. Putting her down, he pinched her face, then sat down after tucking her. “Close your eyes; I’ll tell you a story,” he said as he patted her.


    Raeleigh closed her eyes as she listened to Jepherson’s soothing voice, then gradually fell asleep.