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.

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

the hospital. Since Susanne was due

worry. There‘s no need to feel nervous either.”

or nervous at all,” Susanne

all, confident in Arielle’s medical

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

Once its effects began to kick in,

rare for someone of his station to be in the operating theatre. However, this professor

the surgery was two and

any mistakes. The professor was naturally in awe of her revolutionary methods. As he intently observed how she moved her hands, he, cognizant of

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

her clothes, alongside