Arnold was still immersed in the intense pheromones emanating from his beloved, unable to extricate himself. However, Asher’s heart clenched. He forcefully pulled Arnold’s hand away, breaking free from his embrace.

Arnold felt a surge of loss within his chest, his limbs stiffening in response.

“Yes, Aunt Mila.”

Asher responded calmly, turning and opening the door without hesitation.

Outside, Mila stood with a smile. “I knew it. He must be here. I know you two have a good relationship.”

A good relationship.

It was indeed good.

Asher’s eyes flickered, but he could only respond with a shallow smile.

“Arnold, come to my room. I have something to discuss with you,” Mila said, beckoning to her nephew with a smile.

Arnold’s heart pounded.

a deep look

the man kept his head

aunt back

shut and locked the door, her

you want to talk about with me?” Arnold feigned a yawn, pretending to be

to return home first

Go back home? Why

been staying here ever since you returned from Meridan. This isn’t your home, nor is it a hotel Besides, I’m not the matron of the house. It’s simply inconvenient

soon. Don’t

is still sick! I’m his attending

need you

her voice, clearly escalating the argument. “Wyatt’s condition has improved significantly. There are plenty of people in the family who can take good care of him. You are not the only doctor capable of treating him. If no necessary, I can bring in foreign specialists to

throwing me aside once

you want. You need to leave by

losing his mind, his narrow eyes turning red. “Aunt Mila, why are you doing this all of a sudden? Why are you

me no

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