When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 908: Everyone Cares About Her

The girl looked troubled, seriously trying to remember...

Her memories of her daughter were indeed a bit blurry, but she was very certain she had a daughter—small, cute, plump, and could call her "Mom," not yet one year old.

As for where the daughter was? What she looked like? With whom she had the daughter? She had no definite memories.

She was simply steadfast in her belief that she had a daughter and was a mother.

"My dear, your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. It’s okay if you can’t remember. Just rest well first and don’t think about anything else. Once you’ve recovered, everything will naturally come back to you." Mrs. Xavier had a good mindset and was very comforting.

But where was her daughter? As a mother, she felt anxious and worried, the more she thought, the more her head ached.

At this time, footsteps were heard again as Simon Xavier hurried in, followed by Nathan Xavier. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Still in her room, Rhiannon Xavier was sitting at her dressing table trying on new earrings and overheard the servants chatting inadvertently behind her—

"That lucky girl woke up, and the Madame is very happy."

"The Master is also very pleased. After all, saving someone’s life is a good deed and will bring good fortune."

Just having put on one earring, the eldest daughter of The Xavier Family suddenly turned her gaze, "Woke up?"

"Yes, she’s awake."

She couldn’t be bothered with the other one and got up to run outside!

When Rhiannon Xavier arrived and rushed into the room, she found it filled with people.

The girl sitting at the bedside was surrounded by so many strangers, her fingers tugging at the bedding. She appeared calm, but inside she was incredibly nervous.

Her long, unkempt bangs hid her delicate features, her eyes brimming with an entrancing glow, imparting a gentle and serene aura.

Missing memories, unfamiliar surroundings, unknown people...

"It’s good that you’re awake, it’s good that you’re awake." Simon Xavier, with a kind face and a smile, spoke in an especially gentle tone, "My dear, if you remember anything, be sure to tell us all."

The girl’s eyes passed over everyone one by one, and when they landed on Nathan Xavier, time seemed to stop.

Nathan Xavier gazed into her dark and beautiful eyes, once again astonished by her appearance.

It wasn’t really her looks, but an indescribable special feeling... a sense of déjà vu, distant yet familiar.

Rhiannon Xavier walked forward slowly, her eyes only glancing at the girl sitting at the bedside before directly falling on her brother, Nathan’s profile.

His eyes were full of tenderness, a kind of tenderness she had never seen before... the kind that made her jealous.

Following her brother’s gaze back to that girl, Rhiannon’s heart bled! She wished she could ruin her!

"The medicine is here, the medicine is here!" At this moment, a maid came in with some freshly brewed herbal medicine, her voice filled with joy as she noted that the girl was awake.

Everyone stepped aside, willingly making way. Nathan Xavier also came back to his senses, and everyone was happy.

"I’ll do it." Mrs. Xavier stepped forward, took the bowl from the maid, and then sat on the edge of the bed, "My dear, I’ll feed you the medicine."

Rhiannon felt so sad hearing this.

"Madame, can I do it myself?" The girl felt a little embarrassed, extending her hand, her heart filled with emotion.

But having just woken up, how could Mrs. Xavier let her do it? She was still so weak.

"No need, let Auntie feed you." Mrs. Xavier used the spoon to scoop a warm mouthful of the medicine, bringing it to her lips, "I don’t know if you realize, but Auntie once fed you porridge."

"Yes, my dear, when the Madame fed you that time, you always finished it all! When others fed you, there was always some left." At this, a maid jokingly said.

"Is that so?" The girl felt a bit embarrassed.

She didn’t remember at all, but hearing this, when she again looked at the lady sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were filled with gratitude.

Their eyes met, and Mrs. Xavier, with a kindly smile, brought the spoon forward. For some reason, facing this poor girl, she always felt a motherly love overflowing.