"Miss." Catherine smiled. "Let me handle it, alright?"

She released Persephone's hand, gesturing for her to step aside, and began taking out the medicine packets from the cabinet.

Persephone stood by to watch silently, her heart beating faster and faster.

She felt like Catherine was counting something.

After a while, Catherine murmured to herself, "Why are these medicine packets... missing some?"

"What?" Persephone was stunned. "What's missing?"

"The quantity is short," Catherine said. She placed her hands on her hips and exhaled.

"Miss, look, I remember clearly. There were 25 packs yesterday, but there are only 17 today. How could Mr. Rutherford possibly consume eight doses in a day?

"Moreover..." Catherine paused, lowering her voice. "Except for the first time I brought back and prepared a pack, Mr. Rutherford hasn't had any since then."

shocked. "H-How do you know? Don't you

looked at her. "When I went to clean his room, the flowers in his windowsill pot had

Persephone froze in place.

Seamus' room earlier, she also smelled the herbal scent. She had assumed it was because he took the medicine daily, hence the smell in the

actually from the flower

known the medicine was problematic. That was why

gone wrong? And where did those missing packets go? Persephone's legs felt weak, and she had to lean on the

at her and continued her work. She washed and sorted the vegetables, prepared meals for the day, and took out a special pot for

seemed routine, yet

frozen like a

suddenly asked her, "Miss, do you really

breath bated. "What do

may not be physically around you, but they still care for you." Catherine's tone was nonchalant.

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