Jimena put down her medical bag, washed her hands, and gave Casey a soothing massage.
âJimena, how is outside? Has there been anything interesting?â Casey seemed curious about everything, probably due to having locked up for too long.
She always asked Jimena to tell her anything about the outside world.
After sharing some anecdotes, Jimena suddenly remembered something.
âMadam, thereâs another news.
The son of the Clifford family leader had just held a wedding.
I heard the bride is from Ardlens, the capital of Ambrosia.
They say she is stunning.
â
Speaking of beauty, Jimena felt Casey was stunning even in her forties.
Casey didnât look her age at all.
With her soft and delicate skin, one might assume Casey as a woman in her early thirties.
With this thought, Jimena couldnât help saying, âMadam, are all the ladies in your capital beautiful? You are also stunningâ¦â
Casey, who was so depressed just now, suddenly turned around, grabbed Jimenaâs arm, and asked excitedly, âWhatâs her name?â
Jimena was stunned for a moment and didnât expect Casey to react like this.
But Casey didnât seem to notice her own intense reaction and hurriedly asked again, âJimena, the bride youâve just mentioned.
Do you know her name?â
It was only then that Jimena came back to her senses.
She shook her head.
âMadam, Iâm sorry.
I donât know her name.
â
Casey was about to ask more questions.
However, she was interrupted by some noises at the door.
Her expression froze for a moment before she lay back down, feigning sick.
Davey, who rushed back home after learning Casey was not feeling well, came in.
When he saw that Jimena was still treating Casey, he did not intervene.
Instead, he stood at the side and watched quietly.
However, his presence made Jimena feel so nervous that her palms were profusely sweating.
It seemed no one could remain calm in front of Davey.
After all, he had a strong innate sense of oppression.
Just his presence could make oneâs skin crawl.
Casey felt that Jimenaâs hands suddenly turned cold.
She knew Jimena must be frightened by Daveyâs presence.
So, she snapped without turning around, âWhy are you standing there? Get out.
â
Jimena was startled upon hearing this.
She glanced at Davey stealthily, only to see him standing there calmly.
He didnât look angry at all.
In Aurora, probably only Casey could speak to Davey like this without making him angry.
Davey seemed to enjoy Caseyâs occasional displays of temper.
Just like now, he only raised his eyebrows and said, âOkay, Iâll go out first.
Jimena, go on with your treatment.
â
Jimena remained silent.
She only dared to speak after Davey went out.
She exclaimed, âMadam, you are amazing! How can you make Mr.
Glyn listen to everything you say?â
Casey didnât say anything.
She only scoffed inwardly.
If Davey really listened to everything she said, he wouldnât have locked her in the basement.
But she chose not to say anything more.
After all, Davey was only outside.
It was not safe to say too much.
Besides, Jimena was naive and uncalculating.
Casey was afraid that her inadvertent words would harm Jimena.
So, the less Jimena knew, the better.
From the basement, Davey went to the living room.
Davey frowned at the sight of the gift box on the table.
He asked sharply, âWho sent this?â