No girl wants to grow up too early. Only hardship forces them to.
Their Amelia was meant to be cherished like a little princess—
Not to be running around, treating patients just to earn a living.
Not to be targeted by traffickers again and taken back to the mountains!
Mr. Cromwell’s hands trembled even more.
He was so lost in thought that he nearly lost his balance.
Luckily, Amelia reacted quickly, steadying him with a hand.
At the same time, her fingers brushed against his pulse—
Her delicate brows suddenly furrowed.
"Someone changed the prescription I gave you?"
"No—cough, cough!" Mr. Cromwell coughed heavily.
Secretary Frank and Edgar both looked on anxiously.
Without hesitation, Amelia placed a medicinal lozenge into his mouth, her voice calm and soothing.
"Did you get cau
