"I guess I need a rabies shot," Micah said casually.

Mr. Louis almost spit out his drink.

At this moment, Dahlia knocked and entered the room, respectfully asking, "Mr. Clemens, shall I treat your wound for you?" "How is she?" Micah asked.

"She has calmed down, and isn't in immediate danger," Dahlia said as she treated his wound, "Annika has put a noise-canceling headphones on her. Even if it thunders later, she won't hear it."

"Good," Joe quickly added, "They usually pay special attention to the weather. Once it rains, they would help her put on noise-canceling headphones in advance. I don't know why she didn't wear them today. When the thunder sounded, her condition couldn't be controlled."

Upon hearing this, Micah fell silent. Two years ago, when she was attacked, the last bottle of antidote was broken. At that time, she must have experienced a life-threatening situation, and just surviving was a stroke of luck. And now, the amnesia and the recurrence of the old illness on rainy days were probably the aftermath of that incident.

"Your wound is deep." Dahlia frowned. "You probably need to go to hospital for a shot. I didn't bring the necessary medicine with me."

"We'll deal with that later." Micah didn't mind. "You go and watch over Sadie."

"Okay." Dahlia left with the medical kit.

Mr. Louis looked at Micah with a complicated gaze. Previously, when Micah had forcibly kissed Sadie in the car and claimed to like her, Mr. Louis didn't believe him. He thought it was Micah's strategy to force Sadie out of the project. But now, it seemed to Joe that Micah was serious.

When Sadie's ill flared up, Micah was more anxious than anyone else. In order to comfort her, he didn't hesitate to use his own body to protect her. Even if Sadie bit him so fiercely, he didn't let go.

Such emotions were definitely not fake.

"What are you looking at?" Micah was calling Alan.

"You really like Sadie!" Mr. Louis frowned. "Since when?"

Micah glanced at him, not rushing to answer, but urged Alan, "Has the clothes arrived yet?"

"They're here, Mr. Clemens. I'm downstairs."

"Hurry up."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Micah looked at Joe, "Two years ago."

"What?" Joe widened his eyes in astonishment. It took him a while to come back to his senses. "You've known Sadie two years ago?"

Joe was stunned and puzzled. "Wait a minute. Two years ago, you had a beloved wife. Then she disappeared, and you searched for her everywhere."

Micah didn't reply and just said seriously, "She doesn't belong to you. Find another one."

As soon as he finished, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in," Micah responded.

Alan came in with a bag of clothes and then went out.

Micah took the clothes and went to the dressing room.

Joe, asked anxiously from outside the door, "What on earth is going on? Tell me!"

Micah ignored him, changed into his clothes, and left the room.

"Hey!" Joe followed.

Micah went to Sadie's room, looked at her sleeping peacefully on the bed, and felt very conflicted.

"Mr. Clemens, thank you very much for your help tonight. Ms. Roth has already fallen asleep. Let her rest well. If there's anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Annika and Arya stood vigilantly by the bed, as if afraid that Micah would touch Sadie again.

"Take good care of her."

Micah looked deeply at Sadie before turning and leaving.

"Can I come in and see her?" Mr. Louis tried to went in.

"No." Annika directly blocked him at the door. " Mr. Louis, I'm sorry. We can't let anyone disturb Ms. Roth now. If there's anything, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Feeling quite aggrieved,Joe could only follow Micah out.

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