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CHAPTER 3745
~Ella's POV~
The next morning, I woke up feeling slightly better than the previous days. My body was still healing, but at least I didn't feel like collapsing every time I moved.
I stretched, letting out a slow breath before sitting up. Just as I was about to reach for my phone, a knock on my door made me pause.
"Come in," I called, expecting a maid.
Instead, Richard stepped in.
My breath hitched slightly as his presence filled the room. I should have known and sensed it when he came into the compound, but I didn't, which meant he masked his presence in a way even I never knew he was around.
He looked effortlessly composed, dressed in a dark grey shirt and jeans, but his piercing green eyes were locked onto me with an unreadable expression.
"Good morning," he greeted, his voice deep and smooth.
I swallowed. "Morning."
He stepped closer, his gaze scanning me as if assessing my condition. "You look… better."
