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Howard felt a bit guilty. In fact, he had called Sheena several times recently, all of which went to voicemail. Corey had even investigated Sheena’s safety due to this reason.
However, Howard could not speak the truth at this crucial moment of Elliot’s surgery. Instead, he had to fabricate a story to ease Elliot’s mind.
“Nana is fine. She messaged me the day before yesterday. Focus on your surgery, and don’t think about anything else. You should deal with Peter and Romello’s matters first. Nana will be okay.”
Elliot continued to grip his arm, questioning, “Did she message you? What did she say?”
Howard was taken aback, but he quickly came up with a lie.
“She said everything is in order over there, asked us not to worry, and… she inquired about your health. Anyway, once your vision is restored, you can personally read the messages she sent. Isn’t that great?”
Elliot fell silent, frowning.
The uneasiness in his heart persisted.
Seizing the moment when Elliot’s grip loosened a bit, Howard quickly pulled his hand away from his
arm, allowing the nurses to push him into the operating room.
As Elliot went inside, Howard sat in the corridor, staring fixedly at the red light above the operating room, also contemplating Sheena’s situation.
Seven days had passed since she left…
Sheena had promised to return within two weeks with Clear.
She must be safe!
With Noah personally performing the surgery, everything went smoothly. In just over three hours,
Elliot was out.
Still under the influence of anesthesia, he was wheeled into the observation ward.
Howard followed and watched over Elliot for the entire day. However, Elliot did not wake
up,
and
Phoebe even brought two meals over during this time.
Sensing something amiss, Howard called Noah over.
“Noah, how can a normal person sleep for so long under anesthesia?”
Wearing a mask, Noah absentmindedly replied while monitoring Elliot’s vital signs, “You’re talking about a normal person. Elliot has the virus in his body. Can we consider him normal?”
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Howard fell silent, glancing at Elliot lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
He whispered, “Noah, why do I feel like you’re scolding him?”
Noah remained silent, closing the door after finishing his notes.
Howard shook his head in resignation, secretly sympathizing with Elliot, his soon–to–be brother–in-
law.
Corey might appear fiery, but he was easy to get along with.
On the contrary, Noah, though reserved, seemed indifferent but held grudges and was cunning.
If Elliot were to marry Sheena in the future, dealing with Noah would likely be the toughest challenge.
Two days later, in Laubabwe, Nathaniel sent ten sets of exquisite couture evening gowns for Sheena
to choose from in the afternoon.
Sheena immediately fancied a light green chiffon dress paired with a snowy white fur stole, giving off a hint of an ethereal, enchanted forest nymph.
Lionel stood in the living room, waiting.
When Sheena came downstairs, dressed in the gown, and fully made up, Lionel could not look away.
She was simply breathtakingly beautiful!
He quickly lowered his head, repeatedly trying to wake up his rationality.
Sheena was Elliot’s! She could only be Elliot’s!
No matter how beautiful she was, he should not stare at her!
Sheena noticed that Lionel had only glanced at her once and averted his gaze.
Then, she looked at herself, asking, “What’s wrong? Does it not look good?”
“No… It’s beautiful,” Lionel replied, and his ears slightly reddened.
Regaining his composure, he quickly noticed the gown’s color and whispered, “But why this color?” “It doesn’t matter whether he likes it or not. I like it, and that’s what matters.”
