Mission To Remarry

“Since Mrs. Farwell was poisoned through inhalation, she might've inhaled some sort of medicinal herb,” another doctor suggested. “What kind of medicinal herb can it be?”

If they were able to identify the type of medicinal herb, it would be much simpler for them to formulate an effective antidote.

Everyone started brainstorming and discussing the possibilities.

The room quickly filled with loud chatter and the buzz of conversation.

Lucian initially waited for them to come to a conclusion patiently, but almost thirty minutes later, they were still deep in discussion.

Frustrated, he got up and entered the ward.

The ward was eerily silent as Roxanne lay in a coma.

Lucian walked over to the bed and leaned down to look intently at her.

Roxanne. I'm figuring out a way to save you,

kiss on her lips as though she

muttered to himself, “When you wake up,

more than to make Roxanne

gaze to conceal the agony in his eyes. The hand he placed on Roxanne's hair

you to stay away from him instead of helping you to negotiate with him again and again. If that were the case, you wouldn't have

over Jack and went cold with fury.

Jack, we would've been together

will never forgive him. Even when you wake up

bed didn't react in the

had openly declared his affection for her and had threatened to exact harsh revenge upon Jack, Roxanne remained

pale, others would've assumed she was simply

and trusting, first with

himself to blame her as she was already unconscious. In the

mistakes to Roxanne, the phone on the table suddenly rang.