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!"

her hand.

got up and turned to leave the ward to give

Cassandra had

ward, she saw an ever familiar figure with her bloodshot and weary eyes. Rufus was

were closed and he was leaning on the back of the chair. He seemed to have fallen asleep. In the shabby hospital, his tailored, expensive

Rufus and

his usually

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

and did not seem to want to

"How is Lyndsy?"

a hoarse voice. He had stayed outside the ward for a whole

her to see him

was probably because he spent the night sitting on the bench. He looked so

overwhelming amount of gratitude. In a gentle voice, she

hesitated but continued, "You haven't had breakfast, have you? Come,

tell that Rufus was surprised. He seemed to

he thought to himself with amusement.

you

to be the one to choose. His eyes were full of

when a familiar voice called out

I brought you your

just in time for breakfast and brought her food.

Ignoring Rufus, Clark simply strode

with some pickled vegetables. Would you

a

Cassandra took the box Clark handed her and shot Rufus

so many journalists gathered outside the hospital. They are waiting for a statement. Are you going to make

began to eat the congee slowly. Clark sat down

will do it later. Lyndsy

warmer after some vegetables and

was shooting the film produced by my company. It is only right that I help her through this. You

hated seeing Clark sit so close to

company is very powerful. It's too much to face for Cassandra alone. I'll keep her company," Clark replied, still

with no hint of

here to handle the issue representing our respective businesses. As for you, I don't see any reason why you should

shot back, rather

merely doing what she has told me

Clark replied smugly.

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