The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 468

The person glued to Uncle Silas's side was none other than Leon.

I honestly never would have pictured a wealthy heir like Leon Lennox slumming it in a hospital room, playing Texas Hold'em with my uncle. The two of them had their heads knocked together, looking like they'd been best friends for years.

Honestly, they looked more like an uncle and nephew than I did with Uncle Silas.

Uncle Silas wasn't treating him with an ounce of polite distance, either. When Leon made a bad call, Uncle Silas snapped at him just like he would his own flesh and blood.

When did these two get so close?

"Uncle Silas, why are you dragging Dr. Lennox into your poker games?" I asked, walking briskly into the room to cut off their bickering.

Leon immediately beamed, flashing a sheepish grin before Uncle Silas could reply. "I just wanted to keep him company. He looked like he was having fun, so I jumped in. But I'm terrible at the game, and I keep trying to bet for him. I'm making him so mad I'm actually worried his blood pressure is going to spike."

His honest admission made me laugh.

Uncle Silas looked completely exasperated. "This kid is great in every way, but he's absolute garbage at cards! He doesn't even know how to read the table. He ruined three good hands for me!"

He paused, glancing over at Leon's goofy, apologetic grin, and instantly swallowed his complaints. "But the boy has a good heart, and I like him. Forget it, I'll let it slide."

These two were absolutely ridiculous together. The lingering anxiety I felt completely vanished. I peeled an orange for Uncle Silas and turned to Leon. "I heard you got dragged back in for emergency surgery last night and were up all night. Why haven't you gone home to get some sleep?"

I had already explicitly told Uncle Silas that Leon's family was arranging a marriage for him. I thought he had completely given up on the idea. I had no clue he was still holding onto hope and actively trying to set us up.

Worse, he was doing it right in front of both of us. He was laying all his cards on the table.

This was a nightmare of awkwardness.

"I don't want a banana," Uncle Silas shot back quickly, keeping his delighted gaze locked on Leon. "I want wedding candy. Dr. Lennox, is there any chance I'll be eating wedding candy from you and Selena?"

Leon looked as if a bomb had just gone off in the room. He sat completely still on the edge of the bed, still clutching the peeled orange. His stunned gaze shifted slowly from Uncle Silas's eager face to mine, his eyes turning intensely dark and unreadable.