Chapter: 1319

“Of course, I believe you." Rosalee clutched the bottle. "I was concerned you might not appreciate this humble gift. Now I'm relieved."

After exchanging a few words, Rosalee checked her phone.

“My agent just texted me about a new job. I have to go now. Take care, Norah."

She quickly bid Norah farewell, opened the door, and left.

"Hans, why did you come to pick me up yourself?"

Hans's car was waiting by the curb. Rosalee opened the door and settled into the back seat with ease.

“Marlin told me you were here. How did your visit go with Miss Wilson?"

"I had wanted to give her some Scar Removal Cream. Luckily, she was fine with it, or I would have been too embarrassed to face her again Rosalee touched her chest, feeling slightly embarrassed."

After hearing Rosalee's words, Hans gently touched her nose, his expression warm.

"Miss Wilson's background is much more complex than it appears. Since she claims to be fine, we should trust her. And the fact that she was willing to assist you indicates that she Likes you."

Only those who had purchased the Scar Removal Cream understood its true worth. Rosalee caressed her face thoughtfully.

“Regardless of whether Norah has helped me, she has always been a true friend."

True friendship is a rare gem, and finding a confidant is even more precious. Although she and Norah hadn't spent much time together, Rosalee had come to cherish her as a close friend.

"And the Boyd family feels the same way. Miss Wilson will always be a valued guest of the Boyd family.”

Hans and Rosalee exchanged glances filled with affection.

Norah glanced down at her bandaged arm, her gaze lingering on the gauze as a dull headache began to throb at her temples. With her current condition, there was no chance she could get out of bed, let alone whip up any ointment herself. The scar on her face would be a constant companion for a while.

The door creaked open, and Susanna poked her head inside.

"Norah, are you free now?"

Susanna and Joanna had been vigilantly monitoring the comings and goings in the room, noting the arrival and departure of several visitors.

Norah nodded her head and smiled. "Yes. How can I help you?"

"It's not about me. Someone is here to see you."

Susanna bashfully swung the door open, revealing Sean standing just behind her.

Sean's gaze was locked on Norah.

Norah wanted to kick him out but knew avoiding him wouldn't solve anything.