The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 526

Maxwell had been in a coma for a long time. His daily needs were typically handled by professional caregivers, and the service at Greenwood Care Center had always been excellent, especially since his transfer to a VIP suite.

Though he was still unconscious, his overall condition had visibly improved.

Over the past two years, I would visit whenever I could, often helping the caregiver sponge down his back.

But I never expected that one day, Leon Lennox would be the one doing it in my place.

I stood rooted in the doorway. The caregiver was steadying Maxwell by the shoulder, keeping him on his side, while Leon bent over, wrung out a hot towel, and meticulously wiped my father's back. Every stroke was gentle and deliberate, entirely devoid of hesitation or disgust.

Leon was a wealthy heir, yet he remained humble, low-key, and remarkably unpretentious. He had chosen the grueling path of medicine and had certainly cared for his fair share of patients.

But that was part of a doctor's duty. Here, he had absolutely no obligation to care for Maxwell like this. It was the caregiver's job.

Yet he was doing it, and doing it with intense focus. This was...

"Ms. Hayes, you're here!" The caregiver spotted me first and immediately greeted me.

I snapped out of my daze, nodded, and walked in. Leon turned to look at me, clearly taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that. Why are you here, and why are you washing my father's back?" I countered.

First, he delivered fish soup made by Mrs. Lennox. Then, he went out of his way to tell me he wasn't marrying Miss Whitlock. Now, he was at the care center personally nursing Maxwell. Leon hadn't explicitly stated his intentions, but his actions were screaming them out loud.