It seems the little thing isn't as tough as I imagined, but it looks like she was here all night. What about Alexandra?
Joshua Sulliven sat up by the bedside again and took his temperature once more, wondering if it would fluctuate.
Just at this time, the room door suddenly opened from the outside, and Emma Brown walked in carrying a tray with a bowl of porridge and several exquisite and tasty small dishes, still steaming with fragrant aroma.
Joshua Sulliven's gaze fell on her, slightly stunned, almost thinking he had seen wrong.
But compared to his shock, Emma Brown seemed a bit nervous and pleasantly surprised, hurriedly quickened her steps forward and said, "Jacob, you're awake? How are you? Feeling any better?"
Joshua Sulliven pressed his lips, not speaking, seemingly unable to react to the inexplicable situation before him.
