Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 2215

Chapter 2214 Domestic Abuse

Monica replied: She’s fine. We’re staying the night in the presidential palace. William texted: Make sure to keep her safe. Do everything you can to protect her.

Monica replied: Don’t worry; I will. You should get some sleep, Your Highness. It’s almost two in the morning now. William texted: I couldn’t sleep. Let me know when Francesca comes back tomorrow.

Monica replied: Got it. After sending that text, Monica glanced at Francesca with a look of envy in her eyes. His Highness still cares so much about Ms. Felch even though she belongs to Danrique… Perhaps this is what true love looks like…

Monica was just starting to fall asleep when someone knocked on the door and yelled, “It’s Ms. Avery! She woke up and is having a fit!”

“Wake up, Ms. Felch!” Monica called out while tapping Francesca on the shoulder. Francesca quickly put on her clothes and rushed over with her medical kit in hand.

Although physically weak, Avery was screaming angrily in a language that Francesca didn’t understand. She looked like a dying person chanting some sort of curse. “Calm down, Avery!”

The first lady covered Avery’s mouth with a handkerchief to stop her from screaming. As neither of the doctors dared inject her with sedatives, all they could do was stand there and wait for Francesca to begin the treatment.

Francesca quickly whipped out her bag of needles and performed acupuncture treatment on Avery.

Avery glared viciously at her like a snake staring down its prey before passing out again. “This won’t do. You need to get a psychiatrist as soon as possible,” Francesca suggested with a frown.

“I already have. Thanks, Francesca. You can go back to sleep now…” the first lady mumbled weakly.

Francesca glanced at her watch and said, “I’m going to head back now and prepare some medication for Ms. Avery. I’ll send it over to you tomorrow, Mrs. President. Make sure to have her take them on time every day. It’ll help keep her calm, which will make the psychiatrist’s job a lot easier.”

“Thank you so much, Francesca. Here, I’ll walk you out.”

“That won’t be necessary…”

Francesca was about to turn her offer down but felt bad when she saw how weary the first lady looked.