Gisselle happened to catch sight of this.
She felt that she should not be here!
Roland placed his palm on Samara's forehead. She felt warm.
She had just been looking at the bowl of soup and did not expect Roland to do such a thing. However, when Samara reacted, Roland had already withdrawn his hand. He looked at her and said, "The fever is gone."
After Roland finished speaking, he sat down as well.
Gisselle sat down beside Samara and could not help but click her tongue. "Mr. Garza, you really think of the place as your own home."
Roland glanced at Gisselle, not minding the ridicule in her words at all. "Didn't you tell me to do as I please, Ms. Pineda?"
Gisselle was at a loss for words.
She didn't expect Roland to be so thick-skinned.
Samara was indeed hungry. As Roland and Gisselle spoke, she just listened while eating the soup.