The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 320 Ms Garcia Came Out Supporting Her Waist

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Jean’s hand momentarily froze, a faint shadow crossing his deep black eyes, the meaning behind that look

inscrutable.

However, he swiftly regained his composure, acting as if he did not hear the sound at all, and continued his

massage.

Neera preferred to assume that the man behind her did not notice her slip, which brought a small sense of relief, though her face was still flushed.

Determined not to let herself make such an embarrassing sound again, she clenched her teeth and held her breath, attempting to suppress any noises.

The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, laden with an inexplicable tension.

Neera’s discomfort was palpable as her face felt like it was on fire. In a bid to ease the situation, she grasped at any topic and asked about his mother’s condition.

“How’s your mother? Did she feel any better yesterday?”

Jean responded in a measured tone, “Nope.”

“No?”

Neera frowned slightly upon hearing this, her voice carrying a trace of doubt. “It should be just a minor cold. It’s not supposed to linger for so long after being taken care of for several days.”

that are accumulated might have been

was some logic to

Neera sensed that something was wrong, she hadn’t personally examined

all, she had never interfered with Jean’s

mental note of the matter and stated, “I’ll prescribe some

glimpse of her delicate profile, and he

Half an hour later…

she walked out with her lower back supported,

while lying down. But now that she was on her feet,

to a quicker recovery. Once the

stairs, Harvey and Sammy had just finished their practice and were walking in from the yard with lan, preparing to fetch some water to

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and reassured them gently, “It’s nothing serious, just

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she had a worried frown on her face. “It wasn’t this bad yesterday, why is it worse

hesitated for a moment before responding, her gaze involuntarily

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a composed expression as if he had no connection

seem to notice anything amiss, but lan was acutely aware of what happened. His jaw nearly dropped in

shining, and Mr. Jean… is giving

Ms. Garcia’s awkward movements, lan could not help but think that her current state seemed quite miserable. She had worked overtime all night, had barely rested, and now she had

Jean himself appeared well–dressed

feeling an inexplicable sense that his

he kept these thoughts strictly to himself, only daring to silently

stir up such thoughts in lan’s mind. She was simply

else to do at the moment,