Placing her other hand on his chest, though hesitant in her heart, she smiled.
"It's nothing, honey. We were just joking around."
Seeing that she wasn't upset, Chibuzor relaxed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Maintaining their act, he led her to the sofa, waving Olisa over.
Relieved, Olisa approached with exaggerated care, muttering thanks under his breath. He took her pulse gently, as he hadn't brought any instruments with him. Chibuzor, watching the scene unfold, rolled his eyes and called for the servants to bring proper medical equipment.
Olisa carefully assessed Olaedo to see if there was any problem after the use of the epinephrine autoinjector. His eyes scanning for any signs of ongoing symptoms or complications. "Your breathing sounds good," he said, checking Olaedo's oxygen levels and heart rate.
