Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 137

These were Xyla’s photos.

The mental health hospital was relatively special. The majority of the patients had below-average immune systems. In order to prevent germs and viruses brought in through family visitations, the hospital recently changed its rules.

Family members could only visit once a month while the patients had to stay in the hospital the rest of the time, taken care of by professionals.

Cordelia could not see her mother whenever she pleased like she used to now. That was why Seth took photos occasionally—thanks to his duty’s convenience—and brought them to her, so she knew that her mother was doing well.

“Ms. Irwin’s recovering well,” Seth said with a chuckle. “The nurse who’s taking care of her says that she’s behaving just like an ordinary person recently, whether it’s conversations or outdoor activities. I went through her medical record and asked her doctor too. Her recent dosage has been halved.”

“Really?” This was undoubtedly great news to Cordelia.

“Yeah.” Seth nodded. “But I’m only a doctor transferred here to learn. I don’t have too much authority, so I can’t always take you in to visit her. Otherwise, you’d be surprised!”

“Don’t say that.” Cordelia smiled gratefully. “These photos are wonderful! Dr. Stafford, thank you so much.”

“You’re too courteous.” Seth pressed his lips together. “I should be thanking you!”

“Thank me?”

Seth was a little embarrassed but scratched his head and replied with a smile, “I’ve been going on dates with Linda recently… Heh, I know that you must have put in a lot of good words for me, right? Thank you, Cordelia!”

Cordelia was sincerely happy for him and wished Linda the best. It was just that she did not know if Linda had told him about… that.

She fell quiet for a moment before smiling at him. “You have yourself to thank for. Linda’s moved by your sincerity.”

“But if you didn’t organize the trip, I wouldn’t have moved along so fast with her.”

“Alright, let’s stop thanking each other. It’s like we’re strangers!” Cordelia beamed. She turned to pull the drawer open when she suddenly remembered something.

“Right, the boxing club Marcus’ in has a match this weekend. This is the ticket. Come with Linda?”