A Spoonful of Sugar: Don't Beg for Love

The mysterious doctor and Julian froze. They exchanged a glance when they heard Hesper's question. Just when they thought Hesper had realized something, she just acted normally and told them to

continue the treatment as if she was just joking.

Julian frowned and the mysterious doctor patted his shoulder. "Focus. Hand me the needle."

"Yes, sir."

Hesper watched their reactions, and a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. In the end, she did not say anything, but her gaze involuntarily fell on the bouquet of roses by the bedside.

When Hesper woke up the next day, she skillfully got onto her wheelchair. She went downstairs, and as soon as she turned her head around, she realized that the bouquet of roses she placed on the windowsil last night had withered.

Hesper frowned and maneuvered her wheelchair over to the roses. Sure enough, the whole bouquet had wilted overnight and lost all its vitality.

'What happened?'

Just then, Pennleigh's phone call came in. Hesper decided to put the roses aside and went forward to answer the phone first. "What's the matter?"

"Matthew has come to Eustoma," Pennleigh said, sounding a bit nervous. "He said he wants to see you. I'm hiding in the bathroom right now as I'm talking to you. Do you want to come up with an excuse and run?"

Hesper was silent for a moment before asking, "Did he say why he wanted to see me?"

"He didn't say anything. He just said that he wanted to see you," Pennleigh whispered after switching the phone to his other hand and opening the bathroom door slightly to make sure that Matthew was not around.

Hesper frowned. "There's no use in running. If he's really discovered my identity, he'll find me eventually. Tell him that I'll be there soon. I have a little problem here."

"What's the problem?" Pennleigh asked.

Hesper looked at the wilted roses on her windowsill and sighed. "Well, it's nothing serious, but do you know where I can get carnation?"

"Huh?"

*

Matthew sat on the couch. While he was flipping through the fashion magazine, he gazed around River A.'s office from time to time. Since the door was made from glass, he could see the decoration inside clearly. It was simple and clean, much like Hesper's style.

Even though the designer's name was just similar to Hesper's, Matthew still decided to come to Fredonia and see whether this designer called River A. was Hesper or not. He had been looking for Hesper for the past four months. He had found many people who looked like her but none that were her.

When Rachael told him about River A., he did not know why but he had a hunch that this person had some similarities to Hesper, so he came here to check.

Even if it was not her, he still wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.

When Hesper entered the office in her wheelchair, she saw Matthew sitting on the couch with a frown. He was looking at the magazine as if it had offended him.

It had been a long time since she last saw her brother.

Hesper's intense gaze finally caught Matthew's attention. He looked up and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face-or rather, a completely unfamiliar face, but with a strange sense of familiarity.

"You're..."

Hesper stretched her hand forward and greeted him. "Hi, I'm River A., the designer that you were looking for."