Because of the hard conditions in the disaster zone, it was a blessing to have a full belly.

For Sheryn to even cook some stew in the middle of the night was, to Charlotte, a waste of resources and a despicable act.

Sheryn looked morosely at her with eyes tinged red. “All right, then.”

Her tone was filled with disappointment. With her head bowed, she prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound sounded behind her.

Sheryn spun around and saw Joseph awakened by a coughing fit. Charlotte hurried over, helped him sit up, and patted his back.

“What happened, Joseph? Are you unwell?”

“My head hurts,” he croaked as he massaged his brow. His husky voice, accompanied by the pattering of rain on the tent in the night, sounded rather charming.

was again cast back to when the boulder came tumbling down. His lovely, soothing voice had sounded in her ear

and Charlotte. “M-Mr. Field, I made you some stew. Thank

at the pretty girl before him. She looked to be around eighteen and was a beauty to behold, but he did

life? I’m sorry, but I don’t remember,” Joseph said with a bland expression. “Thank you for the gesture, but you can

cheeks flushing pink. She blushed even harder at the recollection of

was uniquely his, in particular, wafted to her nose, causing her heart

she said with a smile,

her teeth, Sheryn turned

dare accept the

thoughts, Charlotte courteously escorted her to the entrance

resentment. Holding her bowl of

me being around my savior, so she

about it. Trying hard to ignore the throbbing ache in her heart, she returned to

odor

not bear to throw her stew away, she finished

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