The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 775

"Leon." Hearing my own voice, I realized just how pleasantly surprised I was to see him.

It had been quite a while since our last encounter.

Caspian and Julian had recently filled me in on Leon's messy romantic entanglements.

He and Bianca Whitlock were pushed together by their respective families for mutual business interests, but Leon's heart secretly belonged to his first love, Yara Monroe.

Julian had mentioned Leon was caught in an exhausting tug-of-war between the two women. Knowing how overwhelmed he must be, I had deliberately refrained from bothering him.

I certainly hadn't expected to see him standing at my hospital room door today.

"Come on in, have a seat," I urged him. "What brings you here?"

"There's been a lot of drama at home lately, so..." Leon looked exactly as he always did—easily flustered. He walked in holding a bag of nutritional supplements, a faint flush already creeping up his neck.

Noting his red face, I arched an eyebrow. "You look thinner. Have you been dieting?"

It was true. Leon had lost weight. His previously soft jawline had sharpened into striking angles, revealing a deeply handsome facial structure. He no longer looked like an awkward, endearing boy; he had evolved into a genuinely attractive man.

However, his complexion was terrible. A deep crease lined his forehead, a profound layer of grief lingered in his eyes, and severe dark circles branded his under-eyes. It was painfully obvious he hadn't been sleeping.

The immense pressure from his family must have taken a brutal physical toll on him.

"No, no dieting." Leon stepped fully into the room, setting the bags aside with a weary shake of his head.

"Then what's wrong? Why the sudden weight loss? Are you going through something terrible?" I frowned in concern, quickly adding, "Leon, if there's anything you need, tell me. If I can help, I will."