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    Yvonne, Natalia, and An exchanged nces. An, ever the honest one, couldn’t bring himself to take credit for something he hadn’t done. Just as he was about to rify, Yvonne and Natalia quickly interrupted.


    “An, you really worked hardst night!”


    An, more taken aback than ever, blinked in surprise. “Huh?”


    “We’ll stay with Rachel,” Yvonne added swiftly. “You’ve been up all night. Go get some rest. Once Rachel’s feeling better, we’ll all head back together.”


    Seeing the desperate signals they were sending his way, An couldn’t bring himself to correct them. He simply nodded, holding back his exnation, and reluctantly left the room.


    As he stepped out of the hotel, he was surprised to see that Brian hadn’t left yet. The sight of the car made him pause.


    He approached, and the car window slid down. Brian’s face appeared, his expression unreadable.


    “Is she awake?” he asked, his voice calm.


    “Yes, she’s awake and doing well. Thank you forst night. And, uh, I owe you an apology. Rachel thought I was the one taking care of her, and I ended up taking credit for what you did. I owe you one.”


    For a brief moment, An thought he saw a flicker of disappointment cross Brian’s face, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, reced by his usualposure.


    “Just take good care of her,” Brian said quietly, turning his attention back to Ronald. “Let’s go.”


    The next day, Rachel returned with everyone.


    The ride was filled with lighthearted banter. Yvonne and Natalia kept the mood cheerful with jokes and asional singing, making it feel almost like a celebration.


    An sat quietly, watching Rachel smile andugh from the corner of his eye. To him, that smile was all the meaning he’d ever need in his life.


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    When they arrived home, the inviting aroma of freshly prepared food immediately filled the air as the door swung open.


    Rachel stepped inside, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the borate spread on the dining table.


    “Who made all this?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.


    An gently guided her to a chair. “I asked Alban to bring in a nutritionist. She’ll handle all your meals while you recover. You’ve been through a lot, so take your time to rest and only return to work when you’re ready.”


    Rachel replied, “Isn’t this a bit much?”


    “You need to take good care of yourself,” An said, his voice serious. “I know losing Jeffrey was tough. You’ve been smiling all the way back to spare Yvonne and Natalia from worrying. But with me, you don’t have to hold back. Cry if you need to. I’m here, and I’ll give you all the time you need to deal with it.”


    Rachel looked at him with gratitude. “Thank you, An.”


    Two weekster, Rachel was back at work.


    She felt a weight lift off her shoulders when she saw that Samira had kept everything running smoothly in her absence, so there wasn’t much for her to worry about.


    When she walked in, it felt as though the office had transformed into a lively garden, full of flowers. The blooms swayed gently, showing off their beauty. The vibrant atmosphere and delicate fragrance instantly lifted her mood.


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