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Chapter 455

Chapter 455 Personal Chef

Upon hearing Leonard’s affirmation, Sonia felt as if her heart was settled after hearing his words and a surge of warmth coursed through her as she said, “Thank you for the compliments, Grandpa. Anyway, did you call me out of the blue because your expedition is ending?”

“Oh, it’s too soon for that. A large-scale expedition like this would take at least a year and a half before we can wrap things up. We’ve only just managed to clear out the passageway that leads to the tomb chamber and we won’t be studying the chamber until tomorrow. I called you up because I was wondering whether you could swing by the old house and mail me the archaeology journal I have in my study.”

“Oh, of course. When do you need it? Should I mail it over as soon as I find it?” she asked.

 

Leonard’s country house was, as per its namesake, out in the countryside. It would take a three-hour drive for her to get there, but if he was desperate for the journal, she could make the journey now and arrive at the house by nightfall.

“No, there’s no hurry. Just have it mailed over by this week; I’ll send you the address later,” he replied with a chuckle.

She nodded. “Got it. In that case, I’ll drive to the country house tomorrow.”

Following this, Sonia and Leonard continued to exchange their recent anecdotes before each reluctantly hung up the phone. Upon ending the call, she noticed Toby staring at her and she felt inexplicably compelled to elaborate, “That was my grandfather.”

“I know,” Toby said with a nod. “I never heard you mention your grandfather.”

of the year exploring historical sites in remote areas. Plus, he tends to keep

 

in response. “What did he ask

him some journal on archaeology,”

moment, a knock

doctor whom she had never met before

Fuller, it’s time for your check-up,” the nurse

and something flashed in his eyes as he turned to address Sonia,

never suspected him, she figured that he only wanted her to leave so that the doctor could perform the check-up. She nodded in compliance and replied, “Okay. It’s getting late and I should return to get started

only have plain, simple food for now,” the doctor interjected hastily, afraid that Toby might seize the chance to

cardiologist interrupted, Toby shot him

if to say, You should learn to read the room. Can’t you see how Mr. Fuller’s eyes lit up when this lady asked him about dinner?

and she couldn’t help but sputter as she said, “Well, whatever the doctor says goes. I’m sure your stomach will appreciate some hot chowder and a slice of

your call,” Toby replied as he retracted his icy gaze from the cardiologist and resumed his warm

was really craving for her beef bourguignon. He recalled her making it once; they had only just gotten married and it was her first time in the kitchen. She had attempted the beef bourguignon and the aroma that

recognize her as the one whom he loved, he never bothered sampling it, regardless of how aromatic and enticing

years was enough time for him to try all the dishes Sonia had made for him back

even begin to realize it, for the doctor had decided to butt in at the

to personally make him chowder and mincemeat pie, so Toby found solace in that. As of now, he had no choice but

and mincemeat pie, then.” Sonia nodded with an air of finality. “Alright,

a safe trip home,” Toby said, jerking his chin

closed

the hospital room, it was only after he heard the door click shut that he shed his friendly facade and resumed his usual

unbutton the loose shirt on him to reveal the toned muscles of his

pulled out his stethoscope and went on

hand, opened the patient’s record book and

the rest of your body, and at that point, you’ll start to feel worn out and exhausted. You may also experience shortness of breath and you’ll find yourself having to dial back on rigorous forms of exercise. You have to stay away from all things that might stress your body; otherwise, you could very well

his shirt to button it up. He

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