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He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 155

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

A middleaged man in an official uniform hurried over, his face full of enthusiasm and respect.

Dante and Seraphina both turned to look at Evelyn, their faces showing surprise and suspicion.

ust as Evelyn was about to speak, the middleaged man was called away by a nearby doctor: Director Reed, your examination is ready. This way, please

Oh, right! Dr. Thorne, I need to go get my exam done. Let’s catch up later!Director Reed said hastily before following the doctor.

Dante’s sharp gaze fixed on Evelyn, his brow furrowed with scrutiny and confusion: What did he just call you? DOCTOR?

eraphina immediately jumped in, covering her mouth with a light laugh, her tone deliberately mocking: Dante, you must have misheard! She probably can’t

ven spell research, let alone be a doctor!

Her words seemed to defuse the situation but actually ground Evelyn into the dirt.

Evelyn opened her mouth, but all her explanations stuck in her throat.

ust then, a nurse called Seraphina for her examination, and Dante apparently decided he’d misheard, immediately looking away from Evelyn and helping Seraphina turn to leave.

Evelyn watched their retreating figures, gave a selfmocking smile, and silently returned to that cold house.

still feeling weak, she thought she’d make some chicken soup to recover her strength. After working in the kitchen for a long time, she finally finished a small

ot of fragrant soup.

ust as she set the soup on the table, Dante returned with Seraphina.

Seraphina walked in and immediately sniffed the air, her eyes lighting up: Wow, that chicken soup smells amazing! It looks delicious!

As she spoke, she naturally reached for the bowl in front of Evelyn.

velyn instinctively moved the bowl away: I made this for myself. If you want some, you can make your own.

eraphina’s hand froze in midair, her face immediately showing a hurt expression.

eeing this, Dante’s face darkened immediately: Evelyn, what the hell’s your attitude?! Seraphina is a guest. It’s just a bowl of soupdo you really need to be

his petty?

is he spoke, he reached out and domineeringly took the bowl of soup that Evelyn hadn’t even tasted yet, placing it in front of Seraphina with a gentler tone:

Drink it while it’s hot.

eraphina immediately smiled brightly, took the soup, and began sipping it delicately.

velyn stared at the empty table, feeling like that already wounded place in her heart had been savagely carved out again.

he lost all appetite, silently stood up, and returned to her room.

ut before long, her door was kicked open again!

Jante came storming back, his face full of accusatory rage as he dragged her from the bed: Tell me! What did you put in that soup? Seraphina’s been having tomach pain ever since she drank itshe can’t even get out of bed!

Evelyn felt dizzy from his shaking, exhausted in body and spirit, with no strength left to struggle.

he weakly protested: I didn’t add anythingit was just regular chicken soup

Stop lying!Dante didn’t believe her at all. If you didn’t tamper with it, why would Seraphina be like this?! Go buy medicine for Seraphina’s stomach pain

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NOW! If you can’t find the right medicine, don’t bother coming back!

It was already late at night, with bitter cold wind outside.

Evelyn was forcibly pushed out of the house.

Wearing only thin clothes, she went from pharmacy to pharmacy, but almost all were closed.

she didn’t know how far she’d walked when she finally found a small clinic that was still lit up and managed to buy the needed medication

On the way back, she clutched that lifesaving medicine tightly.

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