C271 Because He Knew It Hurt

The living room was silent for a few seconds.

Jean held the ice compress in her hand and turned away. She was not interested in the childish argument. To her, the result was far more important than the process.

"If you're not feeling well, you can go up and rest later," Rosie said as she looked at the other side. She then asked with a smile, "What's wrong with Miss Mccormick's face?"

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