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SIXTY ONE
“I will take two days off. I need to rest because I feel sick. Maybe got a virus or something.”
"Have you been to the doctor and taken medicine?"
“Don't worry Mrs. Eden, my great doctor has come to the house to examine me. After all, I have Catherine who will always take care of me at home. Sorry for not being able to work today.”
“Tsk, don't think about work. You should rest and recover from your illness soon. I'll come to see you after work."
"No need!" Hazel really wanted to curse her lips which had spontaneously shouted at Mrs. Eden.
“I don't want to bother you, Mrs. Eden. I'm afraid you'll catch the virus from me if you come to visit me. It's better for you to take care of your own health because there are currently many new viruses emerging."
"Okay then. You should rest well at home. Don't worry about work. Everything is safe with me.”
“Thank you very much, Mrs. Eden. See you the day after tomorrow at the office."
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