Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1854 Home

When Francesca woke up, she realized she was in a white room.

Just as she was still observing the room with a blank mind, a few maids suddenly entered the room and greeted her politely. “You’re awake, Ms. Cece.”

Francesca was dumbfounded. Ms. Cece?

“Greetings. My name is Norah, the stewardess of this castle. Mr. Lindberg had asked us to take good care of you. How are you feeling right now? Does your wound still hurt? I’ve already asked someone to call the doctor.” A foreign middle-aged woman with a warm smile approached the bed Francesca was lying on.

While she was a foreigner, she could speak pretty fluent Chanaean.

“Where am I?” Francesca tried to sit up forcefully.

Two maids swiftly rushed toward her to help her up.

Xendale, Erihal,” Norah explained

was shocked. Danrique brought me to his home in Erihal? Oh no, oh no. There’s no way I can’t escape

moment, the door was pushed open. A few female doctors entered the room. They first bowed at her politely before

was in so much pain that she couldn’t move properly, so all she could do was to let them examine her. Have they found out about the injury at the back of my brain? Did Danrique know my true identity? I

out. If I was, then they would’ve known my true identity. And if they did, then they wouldn’t be calling me Ms. Cece. Still, I suppose that isn’t weird, since they’re just normal doctors. They’re only concerned about treating the gunshot wound on my back. It’s unlikely they’ll notice the metal hidden inside my noggin. It’s good that they don’t know, otherwise, Danrique will just think I’m lying to him and playing him. Still, I told him I’m pregnant, so why did he bring me back to his home? Even if he doesn’t mind I have

it’ll be quick. Please bear with

Francesca lay down and waited for them to treat her

when they applied the ointments, it still caused a little bit of pain. When Francesca let

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg!”

were shaking in their boots and treated the

standing at the door, looking at her with furrowed eyebrows. There was

lying to him? Did he intentionally bring me here to punish me? Or is he still on his one-track mind thinking that I’m his first love from when he was young and that he wanted to stay

ointments were applied and the bandages were changed,

with a blanket and