Chapter 68 Treating the Illness

• "Ms. Joanna, please look after Ms. Wren for now—I’ll go notify Mr. Dylan and Madam Rory." He didn’t dare move me, so after giving Joanna a quick word, he hurried off toward the villa.
• Under the moonlit night, Joanna sat on the floor holding me, her breathing ragged and her eyes still wide with lingering terror.
• Even though she had seen me unexpectedly lapse into deep sleep before, each time it happened, a profound, uncontrollable fear would wash over her.