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.

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

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

need to feel nervous either.” Worried about

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

all, confident

respective outfits. Subsequently, they were

with an anesthetic. Once its effects began to kick

was present, along with the attending physician. Under normal circumstances, it was rare for someone of his station to be in the operating theatre. However, this professor was interested in watching Arielle

duration of the surgery was two and

was naturally in awe of her revolutionary methods. As he intently observed how

the stitching to other doctors. However, she made an exception

clothes, alongside her hair tucked underneath the