When Phoebe woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy and weak all over. Still, she forced herself to get out of bed. Glancing at the time, she realized it was already nine o'clock. It was all her fault for standing by the window too long last night, letting the cold wind hit her—no wonder she had slept so heavily.
After quickly getting herself ready, she hurried downstairs. There was an important lecture today, and she needed to get going before she missed it.
"Alex, I don't like this flavor. Where's that maid? I miss the food she used to make. It's been so long since I had it... Can you ask her to cook for me again?" Melissa pouted, gazing at Alexander across the table with a hint of coquettishness.
"Sure, no problem." Alexander smiled indulgently, lightly tapping Melissa's nose.
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