Chapter 214: How Could You Tell I Was Being Wishful?

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: How Could You Tell I Was Being Wishful?

Chapter 214: How Could You Tell I Was Getting Ahead of Myself?

Rachel Royce was wearing a white coat today. Her long hair was down, strands fluttering gently in the wind, and a pearl headband adorned her head. Her fair, delicate face seemed even more lovely and beautiful than the fresh flowers in her arms.

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