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Chapter 353

After a brief silence, Sasha made up her mind. "Ms. Moore, please do your best to treat me. I'll definitely cooperate with you and get better soon." Arielle heaved a sigh of relief, for her reverse psychology_worked.

"Don't worry. I'll decrease your temperature for now. Your wound is infected and I need to clean it again. It might hurt, so bear with it," she warned. "Mm!" Sasha nodded obediently.

Larrisa arrived with her medical kit the moment Arielle finished disinfecting the wound. She brought along good news as well.

"Ms. Arielle," said Larissa happily. "Mr. Nightshire is here! He's talking to Mr. Southall in the living room. Mr. Southall wants you there, and I told him you're strolling in the backyard to buy you some time." Arielle brightened at the news. Vinson's back!

She was actually quite worried about his overseas trip, so the news of his safe return relieved her no end.

However, Sasha's response was huge.

"Mr. Nightshire!" She made to get up.

Arielle pushed her back to the bed. "I've just disinfected your wound. Don't you move around! I'll give you an injection to lower your temperature. Stay here. I'll bring

him here if there's a chance."

Nodding profusely, Sasha returned to her original lying position on the bed.

Arielle prepared the dose and injected the medication into Sasha's body. She then told Larissa to stay here with Sasha before heading toward the living room. In the living room, Henrick was turning down Vinson's gift.

"Why did you waste money to get me a gift on a working trip?" was what Henrick said, but he took the gift, anyway. "Can I unwrap it?" he asked.

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Vinson motioned for him to go ahead, and he immediately unwrapped the gift.

There was a delicate cake sitting inside the box.

The smile on Henrick's lips froze at once.

Vinson explained, "I bought this cake from the most popular bakery in Lightspring for you. I had to queue up for two hours to buy it. I wanted to buy an expensive watch or something similar, but it then occurred to me that buying expensive gifts for my family is too much of a trouble. Thus, I bought you this cake instead."

Henrick's lips twitched as he thanked Vinson reluctantly.

At the sight, Arielle's lips curved into a smirk.

She plastered an indifferent expression on her face as she stepped into the living room. "Vinson, you're back?"

When Vinson met her gaze, for some reason, his heart started thumping furiously.

Coughing lightly, he nodded and answered, "Yes, I just got back. I have some gifts for you."

Henrick took one look at the cake and felt extremely annoyed. "You must miss each other a lot. I won't take up your time, then. Go upstairs and talk in your room."

"All right. Thanks, Dad," Vinson replied. He grabbed the other two gift boxes and turned to Arielle. "Let's go upstairs. I have some gifts for you. You can unwrap them in your room."

"Sure!" Arielle shot him a nod, her eyes twinkling with mirth. It seemed that she was really thrilled to be reunited with her husband after a long separation.

Vinson felt his heart racing at the sight.

When did my heartbeat become this irregular?

He pressed his chest silently and followed Arielle up the stairs.

Back in her room, Arielle put away her smile. She checked Vinson out and inquired, "How are you? Did you get hurt? Did you run into any trouble?"