Chapter 205

Chapter 205:
It took some time to treat the wound. By the time she finished, an hour had passed.
She sat on the floor to rest for a bit.
After a sigh, she stood up and placed her hand on his forehead. Thankfully, it wasn’t as hot as before.
A quick glance at her wrist showed that it was nearly noon. She had pressing matters at the Hope Law Firm requiring urgent attention.
As Candice left Milton’s room, she gently closed the door behind her.
The moment she went to unlock the front door, it suddenly swung open from the outside.
Again, the exact same thing happened!
Erica stood there at the door, looking very proper and put together.
Milton’s mother had come again. No one else but the security guard knew Candice was there, so it was highly likely he had informed Erica. Maybe the same had happened the last time.
Candice quickly greeted her, “Hi, Mrs. Lopez.”
Seeing Erica again left Candice feeling awkward, especially since she didn’t know whether Erica was aware that she had sued Milton. And now, here she was again, staying the night at his place.
Erica beamed at Candice and asked, “Are you leaving already? Why not stay a little longer?”
“I have to report to work immediately,” Candice replied.
“Well, will you come back later?” Erica pressed on without waiting for an answer. “Just bring all your belongings here and live here.”
What the hell? Candice didn’t know how to respond.
It seemed Erica was completely unaware of the tension between her and Milton, which only made the misunderstanding worse.
Candice quickly waved her hands to clarify. “You really misunderstood, ma’am. Something happened last night, that’s why I—”
Erica interrupted as if she already knew the rest, saying, “Oh, something exceptional?!”
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“Not at all what you’re thinking. Honestly, I have no connection with Milton,” Candice said, realizing how vague her initial explanation sounded. “Milton has a fever, ma’am. I gave him some medicine, and it has helped a bit. Would you mind tending to him for a while?”
Candice purposely said Milton was ill to prevent Erica from suspecting anything about the previous night.
“By the way, this bracelet.” Candice lifted her wrist to reveal the bracelet. “I’ll figure out how to remove it and return it to you.”
Fortunately, the sturdy bracelet had survived the scuffle with the thugs yesterday.
She couldn’t afford to lose it.
Erica stepped closer and took Candice’s hands, as if completely ignoring what she had just said. “I came all this way just to talk to you. There’s no need for me to take care of him. A fever like that won’t kill him. Stop by after work if you’re worried.”
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