Matthew's View on Love
Translator: Lonelytree
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Matthew hurried toward the office door. After a few steps, he met Sif.
The latter was wearing pyjamas, her face was pale, and her head was wrapped in a white bandage.
In particular, the bandage wrapped around her forehead twice.
"How have you been feeling recently? Do you still have a fever?"
Seeing her sickly appearance, Matthew felt a little uncomfortable.
Sif usually gave people the impression that she was healthy and lively, but it was not difficult to see from her current expression that she had probably suffered a lot recently.
Sif said softly,
"I still have a fever, but the temperature is much lower than before. I think it's starting to get better. You don't have to worry about me, Matthew."
Matthew nodded slightly. He looked at the bulge on the bandage and could not help but ask,
"Why are you wrapping this up?"
Sif blushed.
"I don't think it looks good."