Chapter 28
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Chapter 28
Genevieve’s brows drew tight. That day really wasn’t her day.
She had barely caught her breath after dealing with Zachary before another troublemaker appeared, wearing a pleasant smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
She didn’t want to deal with Tristan. So, she turned to head upstairs. However, dozens of curious eyes in the studio were already fixed on Tristan below.
If she walked away, it would only look like she had something to hide.
Genevieve took a slow breath and headed downstairs.
She stopped in front of Tristan, her expression cool and distant. “What is it this time?”
Tristan kept both of his hands in the pockets of his dress pants. “Grandpa told me to pick you up.’
Genevieve’s heart jolted. Only then did she remember that she had used getting a prescription as an excuse to leave the Lambert residence.
After everything that had happened, she’d forgotten about it.
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She pressed her lips together, said nothing more, and sent Hannah a message.
“I need to take care of something. Watch the studio for me.”
Then, she walked toward Tristan’s car, which was parked by the curb.
The moment the door opened, a crisp cedar scent rushed toward her. It was the same clean bite that clung to Tristan himself.
Genevieve slid into the seat and turned her face toward the window, her stiff posture making her reluctance obvious.
The car pulled smoothly into traffic.
Half an hour later, it stopped in front of a traditional-looking apothecary.
Genevieve stepped out of the car, went straight to the counter, and recited her prescription to the old practitioner.
“Angelica, ligusticum, white peony root, and prepared rehmannia-15 grams each. Then, add prepared licorice and poria…”
Behind her, Tristan leaned against the doorframe, his eyes narrowing slightly.
People loved to gossip that Genevieve was good for nothing—a woman who existed only because she had married into the Lambert family.
But what Tristan saw was completely different. She could captivate a room in a perfume competition, save a life with a few needles, and effortlessly list complicated herbal recipes.
He wondered how much of herself she had been keeping from everyone.
From the moment he first met her, she had never stopped surprising him.
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The practitioner finished packing the herbs and handed over the bundle, saying, “All set, miss. Here you go.”
Genevieve reached out to take it, but Tristan stepped forward at an unhurried pace. He looked at her and spoke as if it were casual. “I’ve had this tight feeling in my chest recently. It’s been bothering me. You’re good with medicine, so could you check it out for me?”
Genevieve’s hand paused midair around the bundle. She lifted her eyes and shot him a cold glance.
He was doing it on purpose. And she knew he wouldn’t let it go if she refused.
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“Give me your hand,” she said.
Tristan obediently offered his wrist.
Genevieve rested her fingertips against his pulse. The beat beneath them was strong and even.
A moment later, she let go, her expression blank as she drew her gaze back.
Tristan lifted a brow and curiously asked, “Well? How is it?”
She looked at his expectant expression and replied calmly, “You have a kidney deficiency.”
Tristan’s smile froze. If he insisted on provoking her, then he couldn’t blame her for hitting back.
Genevieve continued, “You’re run down, and your circulation isn’t great. It’s no wonder your back and knees feel weak, and you’re exhausted all the time. Want me to write you a prescription? It’ll boost your energy. And it works fast.”
Tristan’s expression darkened completely. Then, after a moment, the corner of his mouth lifted, and the anger vanished. Genevieve watched his expression shift, her brows drawing together.
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