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Chapter 188 Is this Marigold?

Chapter 188 Is this Marigold?

This Tranquil Valley mansion was great, with excellent surroundings in all aspects. However, without communication devices, staying for a day was fine, but staying for a long time completely isolated Harry from the outside world, turning him into a wild man.

"Caspian, listen to me." Seeing Harry getting angry and wanting to leave, Marigold hurriedly grabbed him and advised him kindly. "I am your grandmother. I truly care about your health, so how could I imprison you." "Then what is this if not imprisonment? Hiding me in these mountains, what conspiracy do you have?" Harry retorted.

"Caspian, I just want you to recuperate well. What conspiracy could I possibly have?"

"You are full of bad intentions. How can such a kind person like me know what evil plans you have in mind?" Caspian simply didn't believe her.

"Caspian, I can swear there is truly no conspiracy, just for your better recovery." Marigold persuaded, "You can stay here for a few days first. If you've had enough, tell me, and I will immediately take you back." "There are no communication devices here. How can I tell you? I feel deceived. At least be a bit more sophisticated. I'm six years old, not three."

"I will come to see you at the latest in two days or even every day. You can tell me anytime."

Saying this, Marigold lifted Caspian and carried him into the Tranquil Valley mansion, saying, "Caspian, I will show you around the Tranquil Valley mansion first. If you don't like it, I will take you away immediately." Hearing Marigold's words, Harry agreed.

Once inside, Harry was surprised. "So classical, so beautiful, like a castle from a fairy tale!"

Hearing him say that, Marigold finally felt a bit relieved.

Harry immediately got out of Marigold's arms and looked around. The decoration here was indeed very beautiful. "Caspian, do you like it?"

"Yes." Harry really liked it more and more. What a cool castle!

"Then will you stay here for two days?"

"Okay."

Marigold smiled at this, Harry's mind was as changeable as the weather.

Marigold stayed with Harry for the night here. He was so excited that he could hardly sleep.

The next day, seeing Harry still in high spirits, Marigold finally felt relieved and went down the mountain.

Since she had completed the first step of her plan, she could continue with the rest after going down the mountain.

...

Galatea had breakfast with Alaric in the restaurant, and today's breakfast was different from usual, especially sumptuous.

It was prepared by Galatea, who had gotten up early just for him.

"Just a breakfast, and you're so attentive, honey?"

"Haven't you heard that breakfast should be good? Breakfast shouldn't be taken lightly." Galatea served Alaric a bowl of grilled meat.  "This is grilled meat I made. Try it. Harry and Elisa love it best." Alaric praised, "You can even make grilled meat. Galatea, you are so skillful."

"Of course." Galatea said somewhat proudly, "Eat more; after the injection later, you might lose your appetite again."

"Okay."

Since Galatea had put in this effort, Alaric couldn't waste it.

After having breakfast and waiting for half an hour, Alaric lay down on the bed, saying to Galatea, "Go ahead."

"Okay." Galatea said, "This second injection contains a different medicine. The reaction might be stronger than last time, so be prepared."

"No problem, come on."

As expected, this second injection had a stronger reaction than the first one. Last time, Alaric only dry heaved, but this time he vomited severely.

Not only vomiting, he felt pain all over, as if tens of thousands of needles were roaming through his body. Before long, Alaric started running a high fever.

Galatea had anticipated all of this, but seeing Alaric in such distress, she couldn't help but call Josep, who said that these were normal reactions to the medication and there was nothing he could do. "How are you feeling, Alaric? Are you in a lot of pain?" Seeing Alaric sweating profusely, Galatea asked sadly while wiping his sweat.

"I'm fine." Alaric's voice was weak, but he spoke clearly.

But the more Alaric acted this way, the more distressed Galatea felt. She couldn't help but cry.

Seeing her tears, Alaric smiled helplessly. "Galatea, why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry." Galatea felt guilty, "I don't have a better treatment method, making you suffer so much. I promise to develop that kind of medicine and never let you endure so much pain again." Alaric smiled again, reached out to touch Galatea's face, and began to comfort her. "My illness is too tricky; only you can cure me; you are the most amazing."

Upon hearing Alaric's comforting words, Galatea was teary-eyed and smiling.

He was already suffering so much; she couldn't let him suffer more, so she had to stop crying.

Galatea stayed with Alaric, giving him water and wiping his sweat. In the blink of an eye, it was already noon. During this time, Galatea felt like every second was dragging on.

"It's noon, go eat." Alaric looked at the time and said.

"I'm not hungry; I'll stay here with you." Galatea wiped his sweat again and asked, "How are you feeling a little better?"

"Yes." Alaric deliberately pinched Galatea's cheek with force and said, "Seeing how worried you are, it's just a medication reaction. I won't die."

"Don't say such things about death!" Galatea said sternly.

"Okay, I won't say it." Alaric obediently kept quiet.

Galatea stayed with Alaric all the time, and after another two hours had passed, it was almost two o'clock.

"Hurry up and go eat, or I'll get angry," Alaric said.

"Okay, wait for me; I'll be back right after I finish eating." After saying that, Galatea got up and left the lounge.

Just as Galatea was about to prepare to eat in the restaurant, her phone rang, showing an unfamiliar number. She was in no mood to answer, so she hung up. However, shortly after, it called again.

"Hello." Galatea asked with displeasure, "Who are you?"

"It's me." A middle-aged woman's voice came from the phone.

She was stunned and looked at the number again. Indeed, it was an unfamiliar number. "Who are you, if you don't say, I'll hang up!"

"You've been looking for me for so long. I take the initiative to contact you, can't you tell?" Galatea trembled all over, suddenly unable to distinguish between reality and dream. The person she had been looking for, and this voice, it was Marigold Rogers!