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Someone yanked up Fredric before he could open his eyes. The searing pain of his wound caused him to shout in
hysterics even when he was usually gentlemanly.
“Oh, sorry, sorry!” Aurelia apologized hastily. “I found a good medicine and was so happy that I forgot you’re
wounded…”
Fredric sucked in a cold breath. The forgotten case of his wound had happened too often these days.
If he were to be asked, he’d answer that he had never accepted any bribery as a lawyer. He had always upheld
justice and fought for the people. He had never done anything to have a guilty conscience!
Why did the heavens send someone like this to “heal” him?
Fredric chuckled wryly and could only cave in when he saw the girl’s innocent look.
“I’ve never taken care of anyone,” Aurelia said softly, passing him the water and medicine. “You’re my first man!”
“Pft!” Fredric spat the water he had just drank.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAurelia quickly wiped it with a towel and blinked while she did so. “Did I say it wrong? You’re the first one, and
you’re a man, so…”
“You can’t use Acian like this!” Fredric was exasperated.
Aurelia could speak Acian, but it was no longer fluent since she had been living in Chaiseland for so long.
She shrugged and smiled nonchalantly. She was happy when she saw Fredric take medicine. “This is a medicine
from the nomads. Do you know the nomads?”
“Mm, I do.”
“They’re traveling frequently, and getting injured is common. As such, they’re especially good at handling wounds
and injuries! Your wound is nothing to them!”
Fredric smiled. “Desperate times, desperate measures. It’s all up to you.”
“Well…” Aurelia did not catch it. “You’re still alive now!”
Frederic nodded. It was probably a placebo effect from the medicine as he felt his wound did not hurt as much, and
he was much more alert.
Aurelia was going to change again and asked him to close his eyes.
Frederic did as told. When he reopened them, the girl had already changed into her usual T-shirt and jeans. She
was holding his jacket and scanning it.
“Why are you looking at this?”
He had been wearing the jacket the day he was robbed. There were two holes in it and some dried blood.
Aurelia looked at him and then at the jacket before sighing in pity.
“This is branded. I don’t even get to touch it on normal days, and it’s ruined now. Sigh…”
Her expression was like she was looking at a destroyed treasure, yet the jacket was one of the most common ones
in his closet. Fredric felt something he could not name.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Right, your shirt is a big brand too.” Aurelia looked at him. “You’re dressed nicely. How did you get to the alley?
Someone like you shouldn’t be around this area!”
“I’m a foreigner and not familiar with this area. The cab driver drove me there,” answered Fredric.
“I get it. They tricked you!” Aurelia went over and grinned playfully with bright eyes. “You must be rich?”
There was a light fragrance when she was close to him. It was not perfume but a fresh spring scent unique to her.
It was rather a miracle that she grew up so well in such awful conditions.
Fredric smiled. “I’m totally broke now that all my money’s been stolen.”
Aurelia pursed her lips. She wanted to throw her jacket away but could not bear to do it and hang it on the hanger.
“It still works with some patching,” she muttered to herself. “It’s an international brand. It’ll still make some money
at the thrift market!”
“You…” Fredric was exasperated.
Aurelia was nonchalant and pulled out some money from her pocket. It was her income today. She smoothened out
the cash notes one by one and kept them in a small metal box after counting them with a satisfied smile.
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