Early the next morning, Shea Thorne had breakfast at the hospital, and Milo Sinclair took her to school.
She moved to a single dorm room, gaining much more private space. The room had already been cleaned by an aunt the day before, so it was very tidy.
Sitting by the bed, Shea Thorne was munching on an apple, watching Milo Sinclair clean the table and set up the piano stand in the room.
The books taken at the end of last semester were neatly arranged. Milo also installed a phone holder on her desk; this way, they wouldn't need to adjust the direction when video chatting.
He set up another holder beside the bed.
Who said finding a well-off young master wouldn't be pampering?
As long as the young master is willing, he can be rich, handsome, and caring.
While Shea Thorne daydreamed about Milo Sinclair, her phone rang, recognizing Alice Lawson's number, she put it on speaker.
"Hello…"
