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Almost as if possessed by some unseen force, Paul found himself rolling up <b>his </b>trouser leg, wanting to test whether this. medicine really had the miraculous effect Taylor imed
Taylor leaned in and carefully applied the medicinal ster to Paul’s knee. Then, almost yfully, he blew a soft breath over the spot.
That simple gesture unexpectedly stirred a memory deep within Paul’s heart. A memory of Yunice.
She used to do the very same thing. Whenever he was hurt as a child, she’d blow on the wound likeforting a child. <b>Gende </b>and soothing.
Lately, Paul did not know what had gotten into him. For some reason, Yunice kept creeping into his thoughts without warning. Yet, despite going out of <b>his </b><b>way </b>to ‘identally run into her at the hospital, every attempt ended in disappointment.
After seeing Taylor off, Paul headed once more to Silverburgh Hospital.
Today happened to be the day Owen was being discharged. Lily and Elsie were busy packing up his things.
As Lily folded Owen’s clothes<b>, </b>a sudden wave of dizziness struck her. She swayed violently, almost copsing onto the bed.
Both children were startled <b>out </b>of their wits.
“Mom! Are you okay?<b>” </b>Owen cried out anxiously.
<b>Giana </b>interjected with a sigh, “Mr. Owen, ever since you were injured and fell unconscious, and after Ms. Elsie’s broken engagement, Madam Lily has not eaten properly or slept a single night in peace. With Ms. Saunders refusing toe back and <b>take </b><b>care </b>of her, Madam Lily’s been forcing herself to hold on until her body finally gave out.”
Elsie quickly tried to smooth <b>things </b>over, “Yunice is probably busy preparing for the wedding… maybe she just hasn’t had time
Owen sneered, “Elsie, you don’t need to make excuses for her. When you were preparing for your wedding, you didn’t neglect family like this. She’s always been heartless.”
“Owen” Leaning on his crutch, <b>Paul </b>waved him over.
Once they were alone in <b>a </b>corner, Paul pulled out the medicinal ster and held it up for Owen to smell. Owen took a sniff <b>but </b>did not find anything unusual.
“You don’t think this smells like something <b>Yunice </b>would make?” <b>Paul </b>asked quietly.
Startled, Owen frowned. “Where did you get this?”
Paul answered. “A little <b>traditional </b>medicine shop in the north of the city”
Owen tossed <b>the </b><b>ster </b>back at him. “All medicinal sters smell pretty simr. I think you’vepletely lost it to be associating this with Yunice.” But as he spoke, emotion crept into his voice. Hands on his hips, Owen lowered his voice, “I don’t want Yunice to marry <b>Wyatt</b>.”
Paul’s brow furrowed. “Do you <b>have </b><b>a </b>way to stop it?”
Instead of refuting him. Paul’s reaction was to seriously consider the idea. This was something that darkened Owen’s gaze. “I might have a way, Owen said under his breath.
Paul gave him aplicated look, the faintest trace of anticipation <b>flickering </b>in his eyes.
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Paul scrutinized Owen expresado carefully. “So what you’re saying is you want me to sleep with Yunice and lien dhe whole of Silverburgh believe she cheed?”
Owen nodded
mer. She s cing her trust in the wrong man. I’m doing this for her ce create a scandal with her, but you. Paul, you’re my best brother. The one i un most. If I entrust Yanny o von Till have no worries.
wouldn’t feel safe lemn jin
Amazingly, Paul acmily born
mansider the proposal seriously,
Seeing this, Owen’s expression darkened. He raved his fist ready to punch him. “You’re really fantasizing about it now an you!TM
Realizing Owen had been baring hum all along, Paul deftly dodged the iing punch, replying coldly, “Don’t project your filthy thoughts onto me. I was merely tunikng the n was feasible. It’s just <b>about </b>being caught on camera. Who would know if anything actually happened!”
Finishing his words, Paul cast Owen i ddeling nce, as if mocking him for his failed test.
Owen stood there, his palm stinging tiny menstries of Wyatt protecting Yunice shing through his mind, along with his suffocating sense of helplessness.
He absolutely could not allow Yunice to
After a long day at the clinic, Yunice and Gill renamed as Wapúrvale Excute. A property owned by Margaret.
Very few people knew about this safe haven, allowing mine to avoid much of the unwanted trouble.
Ever since the kidnapping incident, Yunice had been delity disguising herself, minimizing her presence in the city.
The Saunders family had tried contacting her multiple times bun every call was rejected When they attempted to call from different numbers, Yunice simply stopped answering altoget
After all she had another phone. <b>She </b><b>would </b>not miss any call the acmily wanted to take.
When the Saunders family could not reach her, they resorted to sending, all work of messages urging her to return home.
Among the flood of useless texts. Yunice unexpectedly saw onèstrom Quinum,
In the message. Quinton apologized and sincerely asked to meet but one mir me
Yunice hesitated. Although he had kidnapped herst time, she could nell Chan (Qummon maily had something he desperately Deeded to ask of her!
But Wyatt had warned her that one person can’t sit at two tables<b>. </b>
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Yunice didn’t want to offend Wyatt–he was a solid source of support right now. Compared to him. Quintoncked stability
She ignored Quinton, and a few dayster, Joe called her just to chat. He mentioned that someone had been snooping around the <b>hospital</b>, asking questions about her. Joe told Yunice to be careful and asked if she wanted to get help from Wyatt,
Yunice asked if he knew who the person was
Joe replied, “I’ll catch one of them next time and <b>find </b>out.”
Yunice couldn’t help butugh. People around Wyatt really were blunt and direct.
After hanging up, Yunice felt a sense of warmth. It <b>had </b>been a long time since someone cared about her like that.
Just then, Gill rushed in from outside. “Ms. Saunders, <b>Paul </b>is here again!”
Paul walked into the store while leaning on a cane. The more he thought about itst night, the more something felt off–the smell of that medicinal patch was way too familiar.
To <b>his </b>surprise, Yunice <b>was </b>actually there in <b>the </b>store.
“So it really is you!” Paul walked straight toward her. “Your family’s been looking for you nonstop, and you’ve been hiding here, running <b>a </b>pharmacy?”
Yunice froze for a moment when she saw him, <b>then </b>rolled her eyes in irritation and looked toward the divider.
A voice came from behind it. “Sorry, your medicine might be effective, but you don’t have an ID. We can’t hire you.”
Yunice frowned. “But you used my form yesterday.”
“Who’s to <b>say </b>it’s yours? What if you stole it? Keep <b>pushing </b>and I’ll call the <b>cops</b>. Let’s see who ends up in trouble.”
“You<b>!</b>” <b>Yunice </b>mmed her hand on the table but couldn’t <b>find </b>aeback.
Paul stood nearby, ncing between the divider <b>and </b><b>Yunice</b>.
So it wasn’t just <b>his </b>imagination–the patch really was her form. But <b>the </b>shop wasn’t hers. She was there <b>job </b>hunting and. had her prescription <b>used </b>without permission.
Paul asked, “You’ve been gone all this time just to look for a job!”
Yunice snapped at him with frustration, “What else? You nning to support me if I don’t?”
Paul chuckled like he had found her weak <b>spot</b>. “Wyatt doesn’t give you money?”
“I want to make my own living, is <b>that </b>a problem<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Forget it.” Paul said, throwing cold water on her. “<b>You </b>don’t even <b>have </b>an ID. No one’s going to hire you. Juste home with
me.”
Yunice yanked her arm away from his reaching hand.
Behind the divider, someone <b>chimed </b>in mockingly, “<b>Yeah</b>, go home with your family. Working <b>out </b><b>here </b>isn’t <b>easy</b><b>. </b>Don’t be a burden
<b>Yunice </b>mmed the <b>table</b>. “You stole my <b>form </b>and now you’re saying I’m the problem?”
The voice responded, “So what do you want? To start a fight?
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At that moment, the sound of high heels echoed through the pharmacy
When the footsteps stopped, a voice followed. “Paul, what are you doing here?”
Behind the divider. Gill gasped and covered her mouth in shock.
Talk about bad timing–Taylor had shown up too.
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Taylor’s eyes scanned Paul and Yunice. She <b>had </b>noticed Paul staring at Yunice when she walked in. Seeing the look on both of their faces now, her suspicions only grew. She quickly walked forward and deliberately stood beside Paul crossing her arms and giving Yunice a critical once–over.
Skinny, wearing baggy clothes, a scar on her face–nothing impressive. Taylor’s re softened a bit. She probably decided. Paul wouldn’t be interested in someone like this.
Paul came back to his senses and frowned. “Why are you here!”
He suspected that she followed him.
Taylor replied, “I came to buy more of that patch. The two I took yesterday worked on my dad’s neck pain. I want to stock up.”
Then she nced at Yunice again and asked Paul. “So what are you doing here?”
Paul looked at Yunice, then said. “She’s a friend’s sister. I came <b>to </b>take her home.”
So someone had asked him to do it. Since Paul didn’t try to make excuses. Taylor believed him right away.
Her hostility toward <b>Yunice </b>vanished. She reached out a hand and smiled. “Hi, I’m Taylor.”
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