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Three weeks passed by in a blur. Amelia’s mother finally woke up before the end of the first week, and when she was discharged from the hospital, Mira went back home with her, with a better security system installed, and a bodyguard in case of anything else happening. As expected, she blamed me for the intrusion, saying I always bought the family bad luck. Woo Bin healed considerably. Despite his protests that he was fine and capable enough to get back to work, I insisted on him taking a break, arguing back that he couldn’t keep me safe with a limp. Besides, I didn’t think I needed much safe-keeping. The intruder had been charged guilty on the onset of the second week, on the basis of injury and attempted murder of two people. Although he admitted to being the one who poisoned Amelia’s d