Beside the bed stood an infusion stand, and at this moment, it was hanging a bottle of medicine.
Fluffy Zane, in front of it, was in a terrible state of mind. Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes.
Seeing Sophie Sullivan, she was stunned for quite a while before reacting.
Struggling to sit up, her voice was weak and weary, "Fennie, why are you here?"
"Miss, be careful." The servant quickly approached, helping her sit up, placing a pillow behind her waist.
Sophie certainly wasn't going to tell her that it was William Guillen who sent her.
Since he had already decided to stay away from her, no longer giving her unreal, undeserved fantasies and hopes, then she wouldn't mention William Guillen's name in front of her.
"It's too stuffy, wanted to find someone to talk to. What's happened to you?"
Sitting at the bedside, Sophie's gaze clearly fell on her face, not allowing evasion or perfunctory replies.
