A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 425

Waiting at Lyndsy's bedside, Cassandra dozed off at times but was woken up by the nurse who came and checked on the patient from time to time.

It was dawn when Lyndsy finally opened her eyes the following day.

With misty eyes, Cassandra jumped up and leaned toward her.

"Lyndsy, how are you feeling?"

she asked with concern.

"It feels like I just had a long, long dream,"

Lyndsy murmured as her eyelids fluttered heavily.

Cassandra, trying to fight back her welling tears, started to tell her friend reassuringly, "It is okay, Lyndsy, you will be fine as long as you wake up now."

She then pressed the call bell at the bedside, and a doctor and a nurse arrived.

After checking on Lyndsy, the doctor let out a sigh of relief. He seemed pleased with what happened.

"She has gotten past the critical period. She will now slowly recover,"

The doctor's words made Cassandra breathe freely again. At that moment, Lyndsy reached out and touched the side of her face that was still covered with gauze.

"What is wrong with my face?"

Lyndsy uttered. Her eyes were full of horror.

"It is okay, Lyndsy, you will recover eventually,"

Cassandra immediately reassured her as she hastily took her friend's hand away for fear that she might touch her wound.

"Cassandra, what is wrong with my face? Tell me!"

Lynsy demanded. She was a movie star! Her face was her livelihood. She could not go on with her profession if her face were disfigured.

Lyndsy clutched Cassandra's hand, scanning her eyes for information.

"Nothing, Lyndsy. Don't be worried. Your cheeks just got scratched when you fell down. It will recover soon, don't worry,"

Cassandra replied, trying to quell her anxiety.

Now, the ward door opened and Lyndsy's parents came rushing in.

"My daughter!"

Lyndsy's mother rushed to her bed and grabbed her hand. Tears began to flood down her cheeks.

Cassandra got up and turned to leave the ward to give them time alone.

This was their moment. It belonged to Lyndsy and her parents. Besides, Cassandra had to get to work and do some digging about the accident.

Outside the ward, she saw an ever familiar figure with her bloodshot and weary eyes. Rufus was sitting on the bench near the door.

His eyes were closed and he was leaning on the back of the chair. He seemed to have fallen asleep. In the shabby hospital, his tailored, expensive suit just seemed so out of place.

She walked quietly to Rufus and watched him sleep.

At this state, his usually stern expression was softer.

As if sensing that there was someone watching him, Rufus's eyes shot open and immediately fell on Cassandra's.

Like two strong magnetic poles, their eyes locked and did not seem to want to move away from each other.

"How is Lyndsy?"

He asked in a hoarse voice. He had stayed outside the ward for a whole night.

It pained her to see him in this way.

His suit, which he always kept neat, happened to have wrinkles on the hem. This was probably because he spent the night sitting on the bench. He looked so haggard.

She suddenly felt an overwhelming amount of gratitude. In a gentle voice, she answered, "She is awake. Her parents are with her now."

Biting her lower lip, Cassandra hesitated but continued, "You haven't had breakfast, have you? Come, let's get something to eat,"

she said, mustering her courage. She could tell that Rufus was surprised. He seemed to be suppressing a smile.

'Did my waiting move her?' he thought to himself with amusement.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Rufus asked her. He wanted her to be the one to choose. His eyes were full of tender affection.

Cassandra was about to answer him when a familiar voice called out to her.