Chapter 351

There was no way Matilda would say anything-or dare to, really. Ever since her stroke, her mouth had been her biggest concern. She'd tried everything-spent who knows how much money, met with all sorts of top doctors-but nothing worked. And then Leslie came along. In less than a week, her mouth was back to normal. Now, Matilda saw Leslie like some kind of miracle worker. Whatever Leslie said, she took it as law. If Leslie said to drink something three times a day? Not skipping a single dose. If Leslie said to stick to the routine for twenty days? Then not a day less! "No, no problem at all. Whatever you say goes," Matilda nodded obediently. When night fell, everyone headed off to their rooms to rest. Leslie had showered and was already in bed. Broderick was still in the study. Leslie was quietly tracking her period. Judging by the current situation, she figured it should be over by the day after tomorrow. She planned to move back to Starcrest Manor by tomorrow. Just the thought of it ha