Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 1854

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When Francesca woke up, she realized she was in a white room.

Just as she was still observing the room with a blank mind, a few maids suddenly entered the room and greeted her politely. “You’re awake, Ms. Cece.”

Francesca was dumbfounded. Ms. Cece?

“Greetings. My name is Norah, the stewardess of this castle. Mr. Lindberg had asked us to take good care of you. How are you feeling right now? Does your wound still hurt? I’ve already asked someone to call the doctor.” A foreign middle-aged woman with a warm smile approached the bed Francesca was lying on.

While she was a foreigner, she could speak pretty fluent Chanaean.

“Where am I?” Francesca tried to sit up forcefully.

Two maids swiftly rushed toward her to help her up.

“This is the Lindberg residence in Xendale, Erihal,” Norah explained with a smile. “It’s also Mr. Lindberg’s home.”

“Ah?” Francesca was shocked. Danrique brought me to his home in Erihal? Oh no, oh no. There’s no way I can’t escape now.

At that moment, the door was pushed open. A few female doctors entered the room. They first bowed at her politely before examining her wound.

Francesca was in so much pain that she couldn’t move properly, so all she could do was to let them examine her. Have they found out about the injury at the back of my brain? Did Danrique know my true identity? I guess I’ll know soon enough…

After a while, she let out a sigh of relief in her mind. No, I wasn’t found out. If I was, then they would’ve known my true identity. And if they did, then they wouldn’t be calling me Ms. Cece. Still, I suppose that isn’t weird, since they’re just normal doctors. They’re only concerned about treating the gunshot wound on my back. It’s unlikely they’ll notice the metal hidden inside my noggin. It’s good that they don’t know, otherwise, Danrique will just think I’m lying to him and playing him. Still, I told him I’m pregnant, so why did he bring me back to his home? Even if he doesn’t mind I have a boyfriend right now, does he really not mind that I’m pregnant?

“We’re going to change your bandages now, Ms. Cece. It’ll hurt, but it’ll be quick. Please bear with us…” The doctor’s Chanaean wasn’t great, but it was understandable.

“Mhm.” Francesca lay down and waited for them to treat her wound.