"Cough-!!!"
Suzanne Trent was shocked and suddenly coughed hard. She took out a tissue to cover her mouth, her eyes wide with astonishment as she looked at him.
Just then, the doorbell rang from outside the room.
Mason King looked at her again. Suzanne glanced in the direction of the door. This was his house, not hers. Plus, who would visit at such an hour? Probably no one coming to see her.
However, once Mason King had opened the door, he brought back a pot of medicinal soup. Opening it, the familiar smell hit Suzanne. "This soup, was it made by Charlotte?"
"She was worried for you and made the soup especially for you," Mason King said, glancing at the soup in the pot. "It's a strong restorative, but since you're still taking fever reducers, drink less."
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