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.”

her body that are accumulated

some logic

she hadn’t personally examined

had never interfered with Jean’s mother’s

matter and stated, “I’ll prescribe some medicine later. You can take it to your mother and see

her delicate profile, and he responded

Half an hour later…

massage session, and when she stood up, she walked out with her lower back supported, feeling

intense, and she had not fully realized it while lying down. But now that she was on her feet, it seemed like her waist was on

a quicker recovery. Once the initial discomfort subsided, she

were walking

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them gently, “It’s nothing serious, just a

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approached, she had a worried frown on her face.

her gaze involuntarily shifting to the

1. it.

composed expression as if he

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

the sun is shining, and Mr. Jean… is giving

her current state seemed quite miserable. She had worked overtime all night, had barely rested, and now she

Jean himself appeared well–dressed

the scene, feeling an inexplicable sense that his master was acting

he kept these thoughts strictly to

glance could stir up such thoughts in lan’s mind. She was simply focused on tending

had nothing else to do at the moment, she took them