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.”

the toxins in her body that are accumulated might have been released

some logic

something was wrong, she hadn’t personally examined Wrenn, so

she had never interfered with Jean’s mother’s health, making her unfamiliar

matter and stated, “I’ll prescribe some medicine later. You can take

her delicate profile, and he

Half an hour later…

and when she stood up, she

realized it while lying down. But now

Once the initial discomfort subsided, she felt

the stairs, Harvey and Sammy had just finished their practice and were walking in from

Sat, 2

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

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face. “It wasn’t this bad

responding, her gaze involuntarily shifting to the

1. it.

composed expression as if he had no connection to

but lan was acutely aware of what happened. His

is giving massages during the day? Can that even

state seemed quite miserable. She had worked overtime all night, had barely rested, and

appeared well–dressed and

inexplicable sense that his master

these thoughts strictly to himself, only daring to silently grumble

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

had nothing else to do at the