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โดย: Ela Osaretin

Chapter 212

Her heart expands. Lorenzo loves her. She smiles back at him. And he grins. The doctor prods Danica around her stomach and ribs, and the spell between her and Lorenzo is broken. She winces at Dr. Conway’s touch. “There’s no permanent damage. And you’re lucky not to have any cracked ribs. Just take it easy. And try some ibuprofen if it’s painful. Miss Campbell will have some.” Dr. Conway gives her a gentle pat on her arm. “You’ll live,” he says. “Thank you,” Danica says. “I should just take a quick photograph of the bruise. The police might need it for their records.” “What?” Danica’s eyes widen. “Good idea,” says Lorenzo. “Sir, would you mind?” He hands Lorenzo his phone. “Just the bruise.” “Darling, I’ll only photograph the bruise. Nothing else.” She nods and lifts her shirt once more, and Lorenzo takes a few quick snaps. “Done.” He hands the phone back to the old man. “Thank you,” Dr. Conway replies. With a look of relief, Lorenzo says, “I’ll show you out, Doctor.” Danica quickly ris

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