“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Rosalie could see Byron was worried and sat up on her bed. “Didn’t the doctors say my body was recovering? I can feel that the antidote you got for me is working.”

Byron stared into her eyes as he asked, “Do you still remember what you told me?”

Rosalie smiled and comforted him, “I’ll let you know if anything is wrong with me.”

Byron felt slightly relieved when she said so.

Then, Rosalie drooped her eyelids, and a glimpse of concern flashed through her eyes.

“What