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Although worried, since Stuart Truman had already been called in, Keira Leaf didn't bother with Joshua Sulliven, looking up with a smile to where Stuart Truman still stood at the door front, she joked, "Why are you still standing there? Trying to be a guardian deity or something?"
Seeing her smiling face and hearing her greeting, even though he knew he shouldn't, it was as if Stuart Truman was bewitched, his feet no longer his own, uncontrollably moving towards Keira Leaf.
In his eyes, in his mind, everything turned into her laughing appearance, bit by bit overlapping with his memories.
Stuart Truman sat on the chair beside the bed, looking slightly awkward. He always felt this way when he was close to her, right from the beginning, and to think that after so much time had passed, he still felt so constrained.
