Early the next morning.
When Mable woke up, Blair was leaning against the head of the bed while reading a document on his laptop.
Seeing she had awoken, he naturally kissed her on the lips. “Good morning, Mabes.”
Mable returned to her senses and recalled her kiss with Blair last night, which left her catching her breath. Her face flushed red.
“Morning.”
Afterward, she hurriedly got out of bed and washed up.
Tracey brought them breakfast. After Blair ate, Mable took his pulse and checked his wound again.
“Stay in bed for the next two days, and don’t fool around anymore. I’ll give you another drip once I’ve changed your bandage.”
Blair studied her and asked, “Mabes, you studied medicine?”
If Amos had not brought it up yesterday, he would not have known that it was Mable who operated on him.
“Mm. I learned a bit of Chinese and Western medicine,” Mable answered casually.
‘No wonder she’s so skilled at treating wounds. It turns out she studied medicine and is versed in both Chinese and Western medicine.’
…
In the next few days, Mable took care of Blair while dealing with the mess Frank left behind.
It had been three days since Frank and Marissa went missing. Mable still had no news of them, so she finally used Secret.
She did not believe that they could disappear from the face of Earth.
On this day, it was 9:30 pm when Mable returned to Blair’s villa.
When she returned to the bedroom, Blair was not there.
Guessing that he was in the study, Mable walked to the door and saw through the open doorway that Solomon was inside.
She was about to knock when Solomon spoke.
“Are you really not going to divorce Mable?”
Mable paused.
“Mm,” Blair responded.
“Then will you still look for Liv?”
“...Yes. As long as I’m still alive, I’ll keep looking for her.”
Mable’s heart stung, and she subconsciously took a step back.
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