A Graduation Gift

Chapter 425 No Access Allowed To The Scene Of The Accident

Waiting at Lyndsy's bedside, Cassandra dozed off at times but was woken up by the nurse who came and checked on the patient from time to time.

It was dawn when Lyndsy finally opened her eyes the following day.

With misty eyes, Cassandra jumped up and leaned toward her.

"Lyndsy, how are you feeling?"

she asked with concern.

"It feels like I just had a long, long dream,"

Lyndsy murmured as her eyelids fluttered heavily.

Cassandra, trying to fight back her welling tears, started to tell her friend reassuringly, "It is okay, Lyndsy, you will be fine as long as you wake up now."

She then pressed the call bell at the bedside, and a doctor and a nurse arrived.

After checking on Lyndsy, the doctor let out a sigh of relief. He seemed pleased with what happened.

"She has gotten past the critical period. She will now slowly recover,"

The doctor's words made Cassandra breathe freely again. At that moment, Lyndsy reached out and touched the side of her face that was still covered with gauze.

"What is wrong with my face?"

Lyndsy uttered. Her eyes were full of horror.

"It is okay, Lyndsy, you will recover eventually,"

Cassandra immediately reassured her as she hastily took her friend's hand away for fear that she might touch her wound.

"Cassandra, what is wrong with my face? Tell me!"

Lynsy demanded. She was a movie star! Her face was her livelihood. She could not go on with her profession if her face were disfigured.

Lyndsy clutched Cassandra's hand, scanning her eyes for information.

"Nothing, Lyndsy. Don't be worried. Your cheeks just got scratched when you fell down. It will recover soon, don't worry,"

Cassandra replied, trying to quell her anxiety.

Now, the ward door opened and Lyndsy's parents came rushing in.

"My daughter!"

grabbed her hand. Tears began to

up and turned to leave the

was their moment. It belonged to Lyndsy and her parents. Besides, Cassandra had to get to work and do

an ever familiar figure with her bloodshot and weary eyes. Rufus was sitting

leaning on the back of the chair. He seemed to have fallen asleep. In the shabby hospital, his tailored, expensive suit just seemed

to Rufus and

usually stern expression was

sensing that there was someone watching him, Rufus's eyes

locked and did not

"How is Lyndsy?"

hoarse voice. He had stayed

pained her to see

kept neat, happened to have wrinkles on the hem. This was probably because he spent the night sitting on the

a gentle voice,

haven't had breakfast, have you?

She could tell that Rufus was surprised. He seemed

move her?' he thought to himself with amusement.

do you want to

wanted her to be the one to choose. His eyes were full

when a familiar voice

I brought

arrived just in time for breakfast

at once. Ignoring Rufus, Clark simply strode over to Cassandra with an

some pickled vegetables. Would you like to

a tender voice.

the box Clark handed her

are waiting for a statement. Are you going to make one later

eat the congee slowly. Clark

will do it later. Lyndsy has woken

some vegetables and

all, the accident happened to Lyndsy when she was shooting the film produced by my company. It is only right that I help her through this. You don't have to

narrowing his eyes. He hated seeing Clark sit so close to

Your company is very powerful. It's

reply with no hint

our respective businesses. As for you, I don't see any reason why you

shot back, rather

am merely doing what she has told me to. How can I go against

Clark replied smugly.

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