Chapter 106 Ambrose Won't Be Jealous, Right?

At eleven o'clock in the evening, most of the nearby pharmacies were closed, but the Chauffeur finally found one that was still open after taking a detour. As an assistant, Fletcher took it for granted that he should go to buy medicine, so Ambrose got out of the car before him. "Mr. Barron..." Fletcher was stunned for a while, and quickly got out of the car to catch up with him. "I'll go, you should sit in the car,’’ he said. The weather had been getting colder recently, and there was still heavy snow in the sky at the moment. Fletcher really dared not let Ambrose walk in the snow with such thin clothes. But Ambrose walked into the pharmacy as if he hadn't heard what Fletcher said. Because it was too late, the clerk's face was a bit sleepy, and he yawned lazily. He suddenly saw a handsome Ambrose in a black coat walking in, and for a moment he thought he was hallucinating. "Sir, what