Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1479

When Maja heard what happened, her temper flared. “Why didn’t you say something before you went up there? Now you’re just beating yourself up after the fall—what’s that supposed to fix?”

Dean reached over to take her hand, hoping to calm her down. “In the end, I couldn’t help much anyway. Someone else is fixing the house now.”

Maja pulled her hand away, annoyed. Just great—now she had a patient to look after.

She wasn’t exactly graceful, but with Dean’s guidance, she managed to set his leg, more or less. “Well, looks like you’re not going anywhere for a while. Guess it’s your turn to save me. That makes us even after you took care of my sprained ankle. You think this is… destiny or something?”

Dean gave her a look. “Destiny’s got bigger things to worry about.”

Maja was grumpy for days. She hated that her plans were ruined. But every time she remembered how Dean had looked after her when she couldn’t walk, she forced herself to keep it together.

Slowly, she started getting used to things.

Whenever someone came by for help, Dean would greet them at the door. Since he couldn’t fetch the medicine himself, he’d call out, “Maja, can you get the herbs?”

At first, Maja had no idea where anything was. Dean started giving her directions like a code. “Fourth jar on the third shelf, that’s crow-dipper. Second row, ninth jar, that’s peony root…”

She’d fumble through the shelves and pass him what he needed.

Whenever someone paid, Dean would hand the money to Maja. “Put it in the drawer. When my leg’s good, I’ll go into town for supplies. If you need anything, just tell me—I’ll bring it back.”

Maja opened the drawer and grinned. “Not worried I’ll run off with your money?”

Dean just smiled. “You’ve seen real money before. This little bit isn’t going to tempt you.”

“If it could save a life, I’d care about it,” Maja shot back.

She shut the drawer, not a hint of greed in her eyes.

To save herself some trouble, Maja started memorizing prescriptions, reading up on medicine, and letting Dean teach her how to diagnose basic illnesses.

She quickly learned the common complaints in the area. Sometimes Dean would say, “Same as Uncle Gan’s case—grab the usual herbs.”

She’d get right to it.

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