Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 127

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Chapter 127

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Chapter 127

“Alright.” Sierra went along with Jenny, her eyes gleaming. “Thank you, Sis.”

Jenny stayed as calm as ever. “Focus on your work.”

Sierra nodded. “Okay.”

That morning, Sierra made a few subtle tweaks to the piece Jenny had mentioned, then went back to finishing the rest of the illustration. Once she got busy, Cindy stopped coming over to bother her and dropped the gossip.

By noon, Sierra skipped lunch and headed straight for the hospital.

The hospital was not far from the company. It was about a half an hour round trip by subway. From Monday to Friday, Sierra used her lunch break to visit her mother, sit with her, and talk to her, hoping she would wake up a little sooner.

As for her own lunch, she would order takeout to the hospital, timing it so it arrived about when she did.

Seeing how she came every day despite how busy she was, Dr. Smith had mixed feelings. After lunch, he went to the ward to

look for Sierra.

“You don’t have to come to the hospital every day. The hospital can handle things here.”

Just watching her rushing in every afternoon and then rushing out exhausted him.

“You said talking to her more would help her wake up faster, right?” Sierra said, still holding on to that hope. “I’m free at noon anyway, so that works out just fine.”

“Even if you don’t come here, even if you do not talk to her, she should wake up within two months,” Dr. Smith told her.

Sierra looked at her mother lying on the bed, still unconscious.

She still wanted to come here. She wanted to stay with her mother. Being alone in endless darkness had to be unbearably lonely.

“There’s something I have been thinking about. I decided I should tell you,” Dr. Smith said after thinking about it a little more.

Sierra was eating and asked, “What is it?”

“Besides you, another man came to see your mother today.” Dr. Smith was talking about the man he had once mentioned to John, except this time, he hadn’t told John yet. “He stayed in the ward for about half an hour.”

Sierra stopped moving her fork.

Her first reaction was that Lucas had come to stir things up.

She immediately pulled up a photo of her father on her phone and hold it out to Dr. Smith, worry in her eyes. “Is it him?”

“No,” Dr. Smith answered honestly, “The man who came was much better looking. He was well–dressed, too. He looked rich and important.”

Sierra thought really hard, but there was no one like that in her memory. The only thing lett to do was ask.

“What did he do in the room?”

“He didn’t do anything. He just sat in the chair quietly,” Dr. Smith said. “Someone called him while he was there, and he didn’t even answer. He just sat and looked at your mother.”

“Then… He’s probably one of her friends,” Sierra guessed.

Growing up, she had never seen any relatives from her mother’s side. No grandparents, no aunts, no uncles. The only person close to them was Jubilee Xanthos, her mother’s friend.

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