Chapter 470


    “Oh my god! What’s going on? Why is The Peacock sending us meals?”


    “The Peacock is almost as good as the Imperial Hotel. I’d heard that it’s one of the businesses owned


    by Nn Group.”


    “Good God, have you heard of the news? Mr. Nn was at the hospital today. Someone had insulted


    Dr. Berry, and Mr. Nn was furious!”


    “I saw Mr. Nn’s assistant, Mr. White. He was the one who had given out instructions for The


    Peacock’s staff.”


    Ashlyn was sorting out her documents when someone knocked on her office door.


    “Come in,” she muttered.


    The door swung open with a creak, and the sounds of wheels rolling traveled into her ears.


    Ashlyn raised her head in surprise to find Lucas pushing in a trolley.


    What is he doing?


    “The Peacock’s senior server, Lucas Nn, will be serving you today.” The man’s deep voice


    reverberated in the office.


    Ashlyn cocked her brows. “I’m sorry. I’ve invited my colleagues for dinner at the Imperial Hotel.”


    The moment those words left her mouth, the phone on her desk rang. She answered the call, and


    before she could say anything, her colleagues’ excited voices boomed into her ears. “Dr. Berry! Mr.


    Nn has given everyone in the hospital food, from The Peacock. Let’s go for dinner another time.”


    The person who had called was so excited, that their voices had nearly shattered ss.


    What kind of rich man’s scheme is this?


    Everyone in the hospital… Does that mean that…


    Did he include patients and visitors as well?


    Oh, God.


    Did he include patients and visitors as well?


    Oh, God.


    She returned the receiver to its original position as she looked at the tall man in front of her. She could


    never predict what he was going to do next, and she could neverprehend why would do what he


    did.


    Huffing quietly, she asked in curiosity, “Lucas, what are you doing?”


    Lucas remained silent as he looked at her.


    Then, he strode towards her and pulled her towards the coffee table.


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    The man ced his hands on her shoulders and started massaging them, with the right amount of


    strength. “Am I using too much force?”


    “It’s just right.” Ashlyn nodded. He’s massaging me?


    Ten minutester, Lucas uncovered the trolley.


    A bouquet of fresh roses revealed itself in front of Ashlyn, who was stunned.


    “Honey, thank you for your hard work.” Lucas took the bouquet and handed it to her before he started


    taking out the dishes.


    Carefully, he ced them onto the table.


    So, he’d bought everyone in the hospital a meal just because he’d wanted to have a meal with me?


    I…


    Ashlyn was dumbfounded.


    “Your surgery is over. Why are you still wearing those gloves?” Lucas asked, taking note of the


    transparent gloves that she was still wearing.


    He quietly stared at it, waiting for her response.


    Ashlyn clenched her hands and muttered, “I’ve fallen in love with the feeling of gloves on my hands.”


    At that, Lucas fell silent and started feeding her dinner instead.


    The evening sun coated the sky in red. Such a mere task of feeding her was already an enjoyable


    activity for Lucas.


    Abruptly, his lips approached hers, as he and sealed off her lips.


    Ashlyn was speechless.


    *


    In the doctor’s office.


    Dixon could barely believe his ears.


    “What did you say?”


    They couldn’t save my child?


    It felt as if he was dreaming. He trembled in fury.


    He lost his child right after he had discovered that he had one.


    This is all because of that b*tch, Jennifer.


    “Damn it!”


    Even if he were to chop Jennifer’s hands a million times over, it would never put out the burning rage in


    him.


    When the image of Sienna’s bloody state emerged in his brain, he nearly lost his mind.


    The doctors at the gynecology department had never seen a family member of a patient as scary as he


    was. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and stuttered, “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Haddock. We couldn’t save


    the child.”


    Isn’t Sienna Oates his aunt?


    The child should be his niece or nephew…


    Why is he so agitated?


    Right then, a nurse walked over and said, “Doctor, the patient in room 307 has woken up.”


    The doctor jumped to her feet as though she found an escape and hastily exined, “Mr. Haddock, Ms.


    Oates has woken up. I have to go to her room toplete a check-up.”