I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 236

"Ma'am, your daughter sure found herself a great catch."

"No kidding. He looks like a movie star, and he's so sweet and respectful. You've got a lot of good days ahead of you."

"You better listen to the doctors and get well soon. You've got a wedding to attend and grandbabies to help raise."

Jillian beamed, her heart swelling with comfort.

"You're absolutely right. I'm going to do exactly what the doctors say so I can recover quickly. When they get married and have a baby, I'll definitely be there to help out."

Bonnie's face flushed crimson all the way down to her neck.

"Mom, please, everyone, just stop," she mumbled, thoroughly embarrassed.

Noticing the bright red tips of her ears, a pleased smile touched Quentin's eyes.

He stood up smoothly, turning his attention back to Jillian. "This public hospital is a bit too chaotic, and it's quite far from where Bonnie and I live. She's studying for her exams right now, and running back and forth every day is taking a toll on her."

"Why don't we transfer you today? There's a hospital near our place. I know people there who can arrange better specialists and a private room, making it much easier to coordinate care."

Jillian hesitated, glancing over at her daughter.

Bonnie remained silent for a moment. She knew her mother's current condition desperately required a better environment for recovery.

Plus, the daily commute was genuinely exhausting.

"Okay." She looked up at him. "We'll do what you suggest. Thank you for thinking of everything, Quentin."

He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth ticking up. "I'm your boyfriend. It's what I'm supposed to do."

He deliberately emphasized the word "boyfriend," making her ears burn even hotter.

That familiar feeling of losing control surged back into her chest.

...

With his connections, the transfer paperwork was processed in record time.

By that afternoon, Jillian was comfortably settled into a VIP suite at Davenport International Medical Center.

Looking around the spacious, brightly lit suite, complete with its own private sitting area, Bonnie's anxiety spiked.

Davenport was Harlow City's most prestigious private hospital. With top-tier equipment and specialist teams, the cost was naturally astronomical.

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