"It's a good thing that she is recovering quickly. Shouldn't she wake up by now? What's taking her so long?" Veronica wondered.
"That's because I burned essence that is good for sleeping. Even if she got the chance to regain consciousness, she wouldn't."
At Ovior's reply, Veronica finally relaxed.
Ovior said, "The air is fresh. She will wake up soon. Prepare a light meal for her. Bring extra. She needs to fill her stomach."
"All right, I'll go and bring her a meal." Veronica dashed out of the room.
"…" Ovior stared at the wide-open door. He was dumbstruck.
'She just had to order the chef. What does she mean by bringing the meal? Did she forget that she is the Mistress?' He sighed and rubbed his temple. 'She has a long way to go.'
By the time Veronica came back with the meal, Catherine woke up.
"Cathy, you are up. I've brought your meal." Veronica put down the tray on the table and sat beside her. "How are you feeling?"
