Chapter 809: Chapter 809



The lawyer, who was handling Raelyn’s inheritance, approached Joelle with some documents.

“Mrs. Watson, there are a few papers here that need your review.”

“Alright.” Joelle took the documents, her focus sharp as the warm glow of the setting sun bathed her profile.

The lawyer couldn’t help but admire the graceful curve of her face, his gaze lingering longer than he intended.

“Alright.” Joelle signed the document and handed it over to the lawyer. “This should be fine, right?”

The lawyer quickly masked his thoughts, his face neutral as he nodded. “Yes.”

“Thank you.”

Joelle extended her hand, her smile faint but sincere, and the lawyer grasped it briefly, his voice soft. “You’re welcome. Ms. Sampson often spoke of you.”

“Really?”

“She always said you gave Mr. Miller a home, that you were a kind mother. She admired your strength, the way gentleness could hold such power.”

Joelle froze for a moment, her hand still in his, when a soft cough broke the silence from the bed.

Adrian’s pale face slowly came into view as his eyes fluttered open. His gaze immediately fell on the hands still clasped together.

His expression remained unreadable as he processed what he saw.

The words the lawyer had spoken echoed in his mind, and he wasn’t sure if it was a dream or reality, but the sight of the two of them still holding hands was far from the first thing he wanted to see after narrowly escaping death. Joelle, her heart racing, quickly withdrew her hand. “You’re awake!”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com, where the best stories live Adrian grunted in response, his eyes narrowing as he cast a cold glance at the other man. “Who is he?”

Joelle sensed the jealousy radiating from Adrian. She awkwardly glanced at the lawyer, who quickly straightened himself and introduced himself.

“Hello, Mr. Miller. I’m Ms. Sampson’s lawyer. I’m glad to see you awake.”

Adrian’s irritation deepened. How much had the lawyer talked to Joelle while he was unconscious? The thought gnawed at him.

He struggled to sit up, and Joelle couldn’t hold him down.

“Stay put! I’ll call the doctor,” she said, her voice firm with concern.

“No need, I’m fine.”

“Lie down!”

Despite Joelle’s commanding tone, Adrian stubbornly refused to obey.

“Adrian!” Joelle raised her voice, a note of frustration creeping in.

“I’m still here!” Adrian replied, his tone tinged with defiance.

Insisting on standing, Adrian confronted the lawyer, making it clear with his posture that he was very much alive and that the lawyer should step back from Joelle. The lawyer, understanding the unspoken tension, raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, no need for this. I’ll get the doctor. Please lie down, Mr. Miller.” He quickly left and never returned.

The doctor came later for further checks. While Adrian’s condition was far from ideal, the fact that he had woken up was a sign of progress.

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