Hearing his request, Maggie quickly turned around to Rosalynn.
âDo we have any cold medicine left?â
Curiously wondering about the early morning visitor, Rosalynn recognized Sanfordâs voice.
She rose from her seat and walked to the door.
âYou caught a cold? I rarely catch a cold, and even when I do, I usually avoid medication.
Iâm afraid we donât have any.
â
Rosalynn studied Sanford.
Had he genuinely caught a cold?
Or had he cleverly utilized the guise of illness to seek out Maggie?
âNo worries then.
Iâll just head to the pharmacy.
â
Sanfordâs lips curved upwards slightly as he shifted his gaze to Maggie.
His eyes, usually bright, were now dull from illness, edged with the faintest trace of redness.
He appeared as vulnerable as a fluffy, white Samoyed, melting oneâs heart at first glance.
Maggie bit her lower lip, a sudden urge to assist him welling up in her heart.
Rosalynnâs eyes sparkled with a thought.
âActually, cold medicine might not be the best solution.
Have you considered ginger soup? Itâs a natural remedy and quite beneficial.
â
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She smiled inwardly, seeing this as a potential opportunity for matchmaking after the previous misunderstanding.
âGinger soup? Iâve never made it before.
Could you guide me?â
Sanfordâs puzzled gaze moved from Maggie to Rosalynn.
Rosalynn shrugged casually.
âOh, itâs simple.
You only need to boil some water with ginger.
â
âBut how much of each?â
âWell.
â
âSanford, Let me help you prepare the soup.
â
Unable to stand his pitiful expression, Maggie intervened.
Rosalynn quirked an eyebrow, shifting her gaze to Sanford, who appeared relieved.
With a quick nod, Sanford accepted.
âThank you.
Iâm sorry for the inconvenience.
â
âIâLL be stepping out for a bit,â Maggie informed Rosalynn.