"Young master, the madam’s illness has flared up again..."
Ella, his mother, had long suffered from pulmonary blebs. The condition often left her writhing in pain and robbed her of sleep. Hearing that his mother was in agony once more, Jaxon grabbed Arabelle and hurried upstairs.
As soon as they pushed open the door, they found Ella curled up in bed, groaning in pain.
"Mom, Arabelle’s here! Her medical skills are top-notch. She’ll help ease your pain!"
But Ella cried out in distress, "Where’s Liora? Why isn’t that girl here?"
"Mom, she’s already gone to the Montgomerys."
"That damn girl! After everything our family did for her! Good riddance! I’ve got Arabelle now, and I don’t need her to take care of me!"
Arabelle glanced at the medical record and felt a pang of guilt. Pulmonary blebs? She had never even heard of it. Still, she forced a calm smile and said, “Don’t worry, Aunt Ella. I’ll get you some medicine.”
She hurried downstairs, rummaged through her bag, and pulled out two ibuprofen tablets. Handing them to the maid, she said, “This is special medication I brought back from abroad. Give these to Aunt Ella. I have something to take care of, so I’ll leave first.”