Chapter 86
Now that there was a necessful case, II greatly boosted their confidence in the deig!
“That’s wonderful!” Anathes grabbed Flona’s hand, her eyes shiering with tears of joy. “Mom, did you hear that?”
This meant that Fiona’s surgery was sure to be a success as welll
At this thenight, Anathea couldn’t stop the tears from spilling down her cheeks.
“Silly girl, why are you crying?” Fiona reached out to wipe the tea clinging to Anathea’s Lashes, even as her own eyes became red–rimmed “You’ve had it tough recently. It’s all my fandt for her such a burden to yost…”
If it weren’t for her illness, perhaps Anathea could have had an eager lile the past few years..
“Mom, don’t say that.” Anathea hugged Fiona tightly. “You’re not bunden.”
Her mother wasn’t a bunden but a safe harbor for her wounded soil to return to.
With a successful case as a precedent, she could already see hope for Fiona’s recovery. Her heart pounded rapidly. It had been a long time since she had been this happy.
No matter what, I just hope you can be healthy, Mom.”
“My silly girl” Fiona rubbed Anathea’s shoulders soothingly.
By the time Anathea left the hospital, it was already quite late, and night had fully fallen. The chilly breeze caused her to shiver, her nose turning red from the cold.
She had a frail and thin body, so she tilted to the side when a particularly harsh pust blew, looking almost like she would topple over in the next second.
Martin hurriedly reached our to support her. “Mrs. Sinclair, are you alright?”
“I’m fine. Thank you.” Anathea instinctively pulled her arm out of his grip as she didn’t want any misunderstandings to occur.
Gregory’s fury was no joke.
Then again, at this hour, Gregory was likely spending time with Natalie, so he wouldn’t see this.
Sighing, Anathea walked toward the backseat door.
Martin opened the door for her. “Mrs. Sinclair.”
Before getting in the car, Anathea peered inside, only to stop in her tracks.
There was someone inside.
A man was seated, his slender legs clad in pressed slacks with not wrinkle in sight.
That was typical of his usual meticulous behavior.
One hand, the veins particularly prominent on the back of it, rested on the door handle. His finger tapped every now and then, seemingly without a rhythm. Around his wrist rested a luxury–branded watch that added a lavish look to his attire.
Anathea hadn’t expected Gregory to be inside and immediately felt reluctant to get in.
“Mrs. Sinclair, please get in,” Martin urged. “Mr. Sinclair has been waiting for close to half an hour.”
He had been waiting for her?
A doubtful look flashed in Anathea’s eyes.
+25 BONUS
But then, the knew why Gregory had deliberately came here to wa for her.
He was waiting for her to tell him about the test results.
Hence, the no longer hesitated and climbed right into the car.
The moment she entered, she detected the faint smell of alcohol cinging to him. He had been drinking, and the topmost two buttons of his dress shirt, usually buttoned, had now been unbuttoned. This lent a casual and languid air to hun.
Every inch of him, from head to toe, seemed to exude a noble and fortlessly sophisticated air.
Such a man was the sort women would fall head over heels in love with.
Anathen knew herself well and was aware she was the type to priorize looks. Back then, it was precisely Gregory’s handsome appearance that attracted her to him. Uhfortmately, she had forgotten a vital saying, and that was not to judge a book by its cover. Hence, she failed to see the darkness and ugliness hidden heath his perfect outer skin.
Nevertheless, it wasn’t long before she got a quick dose of reality. She had seen and experienced his ugliness firsthand many times in the past few years.
Anathea had only just sat down when a cold voice rang out. “The results?”
There were no pleasantries, no pretext as he went straight to the paint, fitting of his swift and decisive nature.
“I didn’t do the test.” Anathea answered honestly, her tone placid,
“Anathea.” Gregory glanced at her from the comer of his eye, his brows furrowed. When he spoke, his tone revealed his displeasure. “I don’t have time to play games with you Go do the test right now,
He never had any patience when it came to her.
“There’s no need for it.” Turning to him, Anathea expressionlessly told him the result he wanted to hear.
