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    “What’s going on?” K inquired, stepping closer.


    “Miss Wade, Miss Hudson has requested a doctor,” the butler said. K’s eyes darted to the room behind the butler, where she saw Noah lying on the bed.


    “Why is Noah in Sadie’s room?” she whispered under her breath.


    A sudden realization struck her, causing her to clench her fists tightly. She hurried back to her room, her pulse racing.


    “Could they have found out about my n?” K wondered, herplexion turning ashen as she clutched her dress.


    The butler, looking quite bewildered, entered Room 319 and paused by the door, watching as the doctor administered a sedative to Noah. Amid themotion, Sadie was frantically trying to help him.


    “Miss Hudson, please take a moment to rest. I can look after Mr. Wall,” the butler suggested.


    Sadie quickly shook her head.


    “I need to do this myself,” she insisted, her eyes fixed intently on Noah, without realizing it.


    Recognizing her resolve, the butler stepped back without objection.


    The doctor finished his examination and confirmed that all was in order.


    “Miss Hudson, Mr. Wall has only been drugged. He will be fine after some rest.”


    Relief washed over Sadie, and she copsed exhaustedly onto the edge of the bed.


    “Thank you, doctor,” she murmured faintly.


    Once the doctor had left, the butler departed to inform Eva of the incident.


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    “Drugged?” Eva set her ss of red wine aside, her lips curving into a knowing smile. “Such a crude tactic. It’s surprising Noah would be involved with a woman like that.”


    After a brief pause, shemanded, “Fetch the servant who served Mr. Wall his drink.”


    The butler acknowledged with a nod and quickly departed to carry out her orders.


    As Eva idly yed with her wine ss, her gaze drifted, deep in contemtion.


    Outside, the rain continued to pour heavily, yet the warmth of the room created a cozy atmosphere.


    Sadie remained seated at the edge of the bed, gently arranging the nkets around Noah. Hey there, deeply asleep, his features rxed under the soft light, exuding a tranquility that made him appear less formidable and unexpectedly gentle.


    Sadie let out a soft sigh before rising and moving to the desk. She flipped open herptop, its screen casting a pale light that highlighted the weariness in her eyes.


    Compelling herself to concentrate, she resolved to continue working—there was still a task that awaitedpletion. She had alreadypleted the initial design draft; the next steps were to digitize it, apply color, and fine-tune the details.


    Her fingers glided over the drawing tablet, lines emerging fluidly under her deft touch. Despite her focus, her thoughts frequently drifted to the figure resting on the bed—the man who had once held her close, yet now felt so distant. The whirlwind of emotions swirling within her was intense and defied expression.


    She shook her head, attempting to clear away the distracting thoughts. Her focus needed to be sharp; her mind needed to be at peace. As time slipped away, the darkness outside gave way to the first light of dawn.


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