âLet me take a look at your face.â Ashlyn stood up, leaned forward, and carefully tucked Charlotteâs fringe away from her face.
The girlâs face was full of scars with uneven texture and dark spots. Oh no. It was raining heavily on that day, and the needles werenât removed on time. Now the needles became rusty, and the rust seemed to have seeped into her skin.
âThe scars can be healed, but itâs difficult to get the spots off your skin.â Ashlyn felt her heart ached and let out a sigh. âLottie, your facial treatment will be a long and strenuous process. Will you be able to persist till the end?â
The moment Charlotte heard that there was still hope, her eyes gleamed brightly with hope. âYes, I can!
I can do it!â
âThatâs great.â Ashlyn patted the back of her hand.
Fae seemed contented as well. âAshlyn, youâre the best.â
âIâll hire the best plastic surgeon overseas for her treatment.â
âDoes Lottie need to go overseas?â Fae asked in astonishment.
âYes. I know of a world-class plastic surgeon overseas. He should be able to treat Lottie. But sheâll have to stay abroad for a while.â
Fae stared at Charlotte reluctantly. âIâll go with Lottie then.â
Ashlyn never expected that Fae and Charlotte had become so close and attached to one another.
She could tell that Fae genuinely loved Charlotte.
âItâs okay, mum. Iâve troubled you so much already. I believe I can handle this on my own.â Charlotte gave her a sincere smile.
I should learn to be independent and live on my own. I canât rely on people all the time.
Overwhelmed by compassion for this young but strong girl, Fae was worried to see Charlotte staying alone in a strange country.
Just then, an idea cross Faeâs mind. Since my son has nothing better to do at home, I should ask him to accompany Lottie to live overseas.
âAlright. Iâll arrange it as soon as possible.â Ashlyn promised them while nodding her head.
At night, instead of going back to the Whitland Villa, Ashlyn went to the Bayview Villa straight away.
Just when she entered her house, Lucas called her.
âWhy arenât you back here?â
âI donât want to interrupt your personal time with your sister.â Ashlynâs lips twitched as she huddled sluggishly on a couch.
âHoneyâ¦â Lucas squinted his cavernous eyes as he looked at the townhouses in the residential area.
Then he heard Spencerâs voice. âMr. Nolan, weâre here.â
Instead of getting off the car, Lucas asked Ashlyn, âWhat would you like to eat tonight?â
âI donât know, but my chef has prepared a meal for me. Iâm hanging up now.â Ashlyn ended the call without hesitation.
After that, Lucas stared at his phone with his brow raised.
âHead to Bayview Villa.â
After hanging up the phone, the chef served Ashlyn a steaming bow of egg noodles.
âMs. Berry, is this bowl of noodle enough for you?â
âYes.â
Ashlyn picked up the chopsticks and dug in. She was famished.
Suddenly, her phone rang before she finished eating.
It was her colleague calling from the hospital.
âDr. Berry, Mr. Chapman is awake.â
âReally? Please keep a close eye on him, and donât allow any unauthorized person to get into his room,â Ashlyn mumbled.
âNoted, Dr. Berry.â
Ever since then, Ashlyn had always felt suspicious about the accident.
Though the driver denied murder and insisted that he was drunk, she did not believe him.
Ashlyn quickly finished the noodles and left the villa.
The Land Rover whizzed along the road to the First Hospital.
When she passed by Lucasâ car, he furrowed his brows.
âFollow her.â
âYes, Mr. Nolan.â
Spencer promptly turned the car around and trailed behind Ashlynâs white Land Rover.
After parking the car in the basement carpark of the hospital, Ashlyn entered an elevator.
Just when the elevator door was about to close, a huge hand reached out suddenly, and the elevator door re-opened automatically. Then a tall and manly figure came in.
Ashlyn lifted her eyes and gaped at Lucas. âWhat are you doing here?â