The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1370

Seeing that, Jean finally felt relief.

It was as if a solitary flatboat, adrift for far too long on the boundless expanse of the sea, had finally reached the shore.

Jean was finally at peace.

The excitement of the doctor at the side was palpable as he rejoiced over the success of the surgery. “The surgery on Mr. Frederic was very successful. Madam Beauvort, you can rest assured. In a little while, the nurses will bring Mr. Frederic out, and you can accompany him to his room. If all goes well, he should wake up within the next twenty-four hours.”

Wrenn finally received the good news she had been waiting for. Overwhelmed with joy, she burst into tears, covering her mouth, her voice breaking due to her sobs. “Thank you, thank you... So, his subsequent recovery...”

“Rest assured, Mr. Frederic's surgery went very smoothly, and there were no adverse reactions. This will be beneficial for his subsequent recovery.”

“Good, that's good. Thank you. I really can't thank you enough.”

The doctor, with a smile, waved his hand and exclaimed, “We owe a lot to Dr. Nancy, the miracle doctor, this time. She sped things up significantly.”

Neera was taken aback for a moment, then modestly smiled. “You flatter me. I didn't really do much to help.”

“That's not true. If it weren't for your guidance and reminders on certain details, we might have made mistakes. Moreover, the most crucial part is this heart you found. Such a matching heart is simply too ideal. If you hadn't found it in time, we might have missed the best treatment opportunity, and Mr. Frederic would have had to choose conservative treatment.”

Neera preferred to maintain a modest smile, without saying much.

Through tear-filled eyes, Wrenn looked at Neera, her expression a complex mix of emotions.

A multitude of emotions struck Wrenn's heart, yearning to pour out, yet uncertain if she should them to do so.

For the first time in her life, she felt a sense of trepidation.

Neera didn't look at Wrenn, simply sending a soothing glance toward Jean. “I'll go change my clothes first. You guys can follow Mr. Frederic to the ward in a bit. I'll be right there.”

Jean's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he said, “All right, I'll wait for you.”

With a smile, Neera turned and headed toward the dressing room.

After changing into her own clothes, she washed her face.

Her phone rang at that moment. It was an unfamiliar number.

Without giving it much thought, Neera picked up the phone and asked politely. “Hello, may I ask who's calling?”

The atmosphere on the other end seemed to pause for a moment. Then, a somewhat familiar voice came through the current, inexplicably a bit oppressive. “Ms. Garcia, it's me. I hope I'm not disturbing you.”

After a moment of searching her memory, Neera hesitantly asked, “Are you... Mr. Leopold?”

Leopold said in a strained voice, “It's me.”

Neera clamped the phone between her shoulder and head, cleaned her hands, threw the tissue into the trash can, and then moved the phone to her other ear.

“Excuse me, can I help you with something?” Her tone was indifferent, causing Leopold to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Then, Leopold said, “I wanted to apologize to you. We've found out about what Nicole did. Grandpa was so upset about it that he fell ill. He even invoked family discipline to punish Nicole. He wasn't aware of the heart interception incident. I hope it didn't cause any inconvenience to you.”

Neera had guessed his purpose for the call. Leaning against the sink, she replied to him emotionlessly, “No.”

Leopold sighed in relief. “That's good. Nicole is naive and almost caused a big disaster—”

Neera interrupted, “Mr. Leopold, your sister is no longer a child. She's an adult. It's not quite appropriate to excuse her mistakes as ignorance. Right and wrong, good and evil, I'm sure she understands these concepts. So, saying this doesn't really make sense.”

She realized her tone was a bit harsh. After a brief pause, she spoke again, that time with a more relaxed and smoother tone. “Of course, I'm not blaming you. I just want to say that she's an adult now. If she makes a mistake, she should bear the consequences herself. You don't need to apologize or explain on her behalf. This isn't your fault.”

Leopold moved his lips slightly. He had a lot to say, but the only thing he could utter was an apology. “I understand, and I'm truly sorry. The lack of discipline in the Meyer family has caused you trouble.”

“Mr. Leopold, you're too kind. If it weren't for Mr. Meyer's help in finding the heart, I wouldn't have known what to do. The surgery wouldn't have gone so smoothly, let alone be completed. I'm deeply grateful to your family. Both you and Mr. Meyer are people of great kindness. As for the matter with Nicole, I didn't suffer any loss and I don't plan to pursue it any further. Let's let the matter rest.”

“All right, thank you.”

“No need for formalities. I should be the one thanking you.” Glancing at the time, Neera cut off the conversation. “Mr. Leopold, I have some matters to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer.”

Leopold hummed in agreement, his tone gentle and refined.

“All right.” Then, he called out to her again, hesitated for a moment before he asked, “Ms. Garcia, if you have some free time, I wonder if you will do me the honor of joining me for a meal as an apology. Will that be all right?”

Neera's eye twitched subconsciously, a peculiar feeling stirring within her.

She didn't give it much thought and gently turned it down. “Actually, you really don't have to worry about it. I've been quite busy lately too. Let's talk about it later.”

The subtle anticipation in Leopold's heart quietly faded away.

He gently pursed his lips, softly said “Okay,” and hung up the phone with a sense of loss.

After sitting in the living room for a while, he got up and went upstairs. Around the corner of the staircase, he bumped into Nicole, who was leaning against the railing. His brows furrowed instantly. “What are you doing here?”