Chapter 1188
It was early September. While the north began its cool-down, Florivera remained warm without a hint of winter. Come evening, the sea breeze was a gentle presence. As Abigail strolled in the yard, warmth enveloped her, but Xander's hand was still icy cold.
Abigail rubbed Xander's icy hand, hoping her warmth would help. "Have you been taking Dr. Watson's meds? Your hand feels so cold."
Xander replied, "It's been an issue for a while. It's not life-threatening, but it doesn't have a quick fix."
"You haven't been skipping those meds, right?" Abigail asked. "Perhaps we should seek another doctor's advice? If no one local can help, maybe we should think about going overseas."
Xander sighed, "Don't always worry about me. Let's just enjoy our time together."
"But—"
"Shh! Listen. What's that sound?"
Abigail tuned in to the surrounding sounds: the whisper of the sea breeze, the cicadas' chirps, and Xander's steady heartbeat. She snuggled even closer to him. It was not really about the wal

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