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, and you'll be able to regain consciousness

her lips as though she could really hear

as abruptly as it started. Lucian then stroked her long silky hair and muttered to himself, “When you wake up, you will accept my proposal, and

incident, he wanted nothing more than

gaze to conceal the agony in his eyes. The hand he placed on

was a hypocrite and asked you to stay away from him instead of helping you to negotiate with him again and again. If that

several times over Jack and went cold

Jack, we would've been together by now!

Even when you wake up

on the bed didn't

to exact harsh revenge

face wasn't deathly pale, others would've

too naïve and trusting, first with Colby and now with Jack.

blame her as she was already unconscious. In

Roxanne, the phone on