The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 822

But just then, Tiffany spoke up again. "You're right though, Selena. My mom really does worry about me. She was afraid I couldn't handle being here alone, so she really wants to see me. She promised she would secretly come back for a visit next month."

Next month?

My heart leaped once more.

If that was true, this was my chance.

Suppressing my excitement, I kept my voice soft. "See? I told you Sylvia loves you very much. Don't break her heart. When exactly is she coming to see you next month?"

"The first of the month," Tiffany replied. "My mom is super superstitious. She says the first is her lucky day. She told me she'd just come back for one day, see me, and then leave immediately without sticking around."

"That's wonderful. You need to rest up and get better so you can look your absolute best for her. You don't want her worrying too much," I said, gently stroking Tiffany's hair.

Tiffany nodded. "Okay, I'll do whatever you say, Selena."

I smiled, gave her cheek a fond squeeze, then turned to pour her a glass of water and peel an orange for her.

Perhaps having my company helped, because Tiffany's mood visibly improved, and she was soon smiling again.

However, I couldn't stay much longer. My phone rang; it was Vivian. "Selena, I'm already waiting for you at the hospital's rear entrance. Are you finished with work?"

"Yes, I'll be right down," I agreed immediately.

Tiffany looked up at me with wide eyes. "Are you leaving already, Selena?"

"Yeah, I have some things to take care of." I paused. "I'll come keep you company again in a couple of days, okay?"

"I really hate to see you go, but I know you have important things to do. I'll be a good girl and wait for you," Tiffany said sweet-naturedly, not making a fuss.