Chapter 41
Author: Mel Hope
last update2025-06-27 03:40:25
Dennis stood stiffly with his face flushed to the roots of his ears.

He had boasted—“If that deadbeat really cures her, I’ll eat my shoes upside down”.

But now that the girl on the bed was breathing steadily, her pallor fading into a soft, healthy hue, it was unbearable.

He couldn’t take his words back. Not in front of Florence, not with Cynthia watching, and definitely not with Antonio.

Dennis opened his mouth to say something—anything, but the words caught. He swallowed hard.

Saying more would only humiliate him further.

So he stood there awkwardly, shifting his weight from foot to foot, trying not to look anyone in the eye.

Florence, meanwhile, was still frozen by the scene before her.

She stared at the child, who now looked more like she was napping than dying, and then at Antonio whose expression never changed.

His hands moved with a calm certainty that unsettled her more than anything Dennis had said.

She had come in furious, ready to tear him down for playing docto
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