Ivy's stance was crystal clear; she'd rather bunk in her dorm than stay at home.
She never did take to Mara, and he should've taken that to heart!
Balfour was filled with a twinge of regret.
With a hiss, Mara stirred, but Balfour swiftly pinned her shoulders down, "Don't move. Your wound's just been dressed. I'll get the doctor to check on you."
Before Mara could even reply, Balfour had already called for the doctor.
Watching his retreating figure, Mara's lips curled into a satisfied smile. Despite getting hurt today, the outcome was rather pleasing.
She knew it—Balfour cared about her!
Oh sister dear, to be so cared for by Balfour, I owe you one!
"Doc, could you come over and check if there's anything else wrong with her now?"
After a brief examination, the doctor turned to the family member and said, "Mr. Howard, no need to worry. Mrs. Howard's just come around. Some discomfort is normal after a knock to the head. Right now, she just needs to rest easy. Our nurses will come by regularly to change her dressings."
Mara's face lit up with a smug smile at being called Mrs. Howard.
But the next moment, she adopted a bashful expression and said, "Doctor, you're mistaken. I'm not Mrs. Howard."
The doctor glanced back and forth between them, then awkwardly said, "Oh, my apologies, I thought the two of you were husband and wife. I am very sorry."
Balfour didn't seem to care what was said.
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