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“For example, I was able to fall asleep, but I always slept for a long time. I often felt drowsy and constantly fatigued, and even my body was not as energetic as it used to be…”

Bryson’s smile faded, and the warmth in his expression didn’t reach his eyes. “Ms. Greene, I only respect you because of Winford, but we have just met, and you are already questioning and slandering my fiancée. Isn’t that a bit too intrusive?”

He was a bit unhappy.

Ophelia raised her eyebrows and said, “Did I want to take care of it? If it weren’t for my husband’s sake, I wouldn’t have bothered to talk to you about this!”

“Good words are hard to persuade a stubborn person; I have said what I needed to say, whether you listen or not is up to you!”

After saying that, she turned around and walked away without a care.

“Mr. Merritt!” The subordinate beside Bryson, who was pushing the wheelchair, had already changed color.

Just because what Ophelia said was almost identical to Bryson’s recent state! The smile on Bryson’s face disappeared. He looked at the sachet in his hand, which he cherished immensely, his gaze flickering uncertainly.

After the reminder, Ophelia temporarily set the matter aside.

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The matter of treating the leg could not be rushed. Without allowing Bryson to verify the truth of her words, how could he possibly be willing to believe her? She had made it so clear, so Bryson shouldn’t have been that foolish to not believe a single word. She only needed to wait slowly!

He ran down the stairs with a thud, and upon reaching the sofa, Winford lifted his head, his eyes deep and dark like an abyss. “Is it put away?”

“All set!” She smiled and ran over to him.

At dinner time, Bryson came down. He seemed a bit distracted, and his smile was not as evident as before. At the dining table, he glanced at Ophelia, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

She pulled her chair very close to Winford, and the two of them were almost touching. She was leaning towards Winford, acting coy, and said she wanted to eat the dish on the other side, asking him to help her pick it up.

However, the usually cold-hearted Winford surprisingly did not seem impatient at all; he actually helped her pick it up, and it looked like it wasn’t the first time he had done so!

Bryson was so surprised that he almost dropped his chopsticks!

“I won’t eat your food, what am I looking at?” Winford raised his eyes, his tone indifferent.

Ophelia looked up and gave him a lazy smile, her tone filled with concern: “Bryson, did you just arrive here? Are you not adjusting well? You seem a bit unable to eat.”

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It seemed like the concerned tone of an elder caring for a younger one. The warm call of “Bryson” directly silenced the two, and they both turned to look at her.

Ophelia innocently blinked her eyes and said, “What’s wrong? He said it himself before, that I could just call him Bryson.”

“And besides, didn’t he call me sister-in-law? So as an elder, what’s wrong with me showing some concern for him?”

Bryson was confused for a second. Sister-in-law… was she considered an elder? But how did he remember it as if they were peers?

Winford was silent for a moment, then picked up a piece of food for her, his expression unchanged. “Eat your meal. He is not a child anymore, so you don’t need to worry about him.”

“Okay, dear,” Ophelia said obediently.

Before going to bed, Ophelia went downstairs for a while, and when she came back up, she ran into Bryson, who was waiting at the stairway.

The other person’s gaze was filled with scrutiny, and a charming smile curved at the corners of their lips. “Ophelia, were those words you said earlier your own?”

Ophelia looked at him strangely and asked, “What else?”

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“But I never heard Winford say that his newlywed wife had studied medicine.” The skepticism in his eyes was very evident.

Especially, he had worn this sachet for quite a long time, and so many doctors had come and gone around him, but none of them had noticed any problem.

The Merritt family had invited prominent figures in the medical field, so it was unreasonable for them not to notice a problem that a nineteen-year-old girl, who was unknown and had no known medical training, could see!

Ophelia’s beautiful lips curled slightly as she tilted her head, her clear and bright eyes looking at him. “You could choose not to believe me, but the consequences… I couldn’t guarantee them.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Bryson watched the bedroom door close and shook his head.