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Melinda Linton looked at him gently.
The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window shone on her face, making her complexion look better. Or perhaps seeing Mr. Thornton brought a hint of life to her long-pale face.
She said, "I'm doing well, Annie is very promising and very filial. She bought me a big house and brought me to the city. It's just that my health is not very good; I've had two heart surgeries."
Quentin Thorne nodded with red eyes: "Your attending doctor has told me. The most important thing for you now is to rest well. Your body will recover quickly. You must never go back to the village to farm again!"
Melinda Linton followed his advice: "I understand, Mr. Thornton."
The conversation hit a momentary silence.
Melinda Linton was always reticent. When they were in love, Quentin Thorne was always the one teaching her things. Now, with Quentin Thorne's emotional turmoil and silent contemplation, she too fell silent.
