A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The next morning, Arielle woke up in Susanne’s arms.

“Mom, why did you let me use your arm as a pillow the entire night?” Arielle had barely spoken when she scrambled to sit up.

Subsequently, she stroked Susanne’s arm and commented sympathetically, “It must be numb by now.”

With that said, she quickly gave it a few squeezes and a subsequent massage.

Susanne’s arm was indeed numb, but the discomfort was soon eased by Arielle’s efforts.

“That’s enough. I feel a lot better already.” The smiling Susanne stretched her arm before lamenting, “I’m just getting old. In my younger days, I wouldn’t feel anything even if you slept on it the entire night.”

“Mom, you’re not old at all!” Arielle got out of bed and helped Susanne down.

upcoming surgery, she still needed to fast. As a result, Arielle and Vinson had breakfast at

pair returned to the hospital. Since Susanne was due for surgery that day,

worry. There‘s no need to feel nervous either.” Worried about Susanne’s

know. I’m not worried or nervous at all,” Susanne replied

was, after all, confident in

Arielle and Susanne got dressed in their respective outfits. Subsequently, they were escorted by

anesthetic. Once its effects began to kick in,

circumstances, it was rare for someone of his

duration of the surgery was two

her revolutionary methods. As he intently observed how she moved her hands, he, cognizant of what she planned to do whenever her hands

Arielle would delegate the stitching to other doctors. However, she made an exception for this one by completing

from the operating theatre, her clothes, alongside her hair tucked underneath the scrub cap, were already