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Chapter 418
Manu
Despite the injury on his face, Brend, who was wearing a watch, still had a face that looked almost identical to Brend’s. While Brend was tending to the person on the bed’s wound, two young nurses at the nurse’s station secretly communicated. “Brenton looks so handsome, no wonder he is the most handsome among the new doctors, completely different from his brother Brend.”
“More than that, can you imagine that he was a pediatrician?”
I really wanted to see what he was like when he was coaxing the child.”
After speaking, Brend had already removed the helmet fragments embedded in the man’s face.
Beatrice looked up and saw a face with a diamond–shaped scar above the eyebrow.
Gradually, the doctor in my past memories completely overlapped.
“It was Mr. Caden who personally escorted your daughter to the operating table. We had confirmed the surgery with him multiple times in advance, and this is his signature.”
“Your daughter died. There was a special medicine to prevent the infection, but Mr. Caden said it wasn’t a big deal and that there was no need to use the special medicine.”
“Take comfort, at least Mr. Caden’s son was saved, wasn’t he?”
Isn’t it?
Those three words at that time felt like a dagger deeply piercing Beatrice’s heart.
She stared straight at the doctor who announced her daughter’s death.
I remembered his face and also remembered his scars.
Although Brend doesn’t have this scar now, many things will happen in the next eight years, and it is not impossible for a scar to appear on his
face.
So Beatrice didn’t think much at all.
I didn’t expect that she actually mistook the wrong person!
Pediatrics, Brend… That’s how Stella’s death can be explained.
Just as Beatrice was about to collapse, a pair of hands held her from behind…
The man’s hand was fair and slender, with fingertips like jade. It slid along Beatrice’s wrist and into the palm, clasping her five fingers.
He exerted a subtle force and pulled her into his arms.
Beatrice was taken aback, slowly raising her gaze. The man was standing close by, leaning down and staring at her.
It was Caden.
His eyes were deep and profound like the night sky, with scattered stars shining endlessly.
Intimidating yet captivating.
Under his gaze, her heart was tightly clenched, with her daughter’s soft and tender voice echoing in her ears.
“Mom, why was I called Stella?”
“Because your eyes were as beautiful as the starry sky.”
Like your father.
In the silent and prolonged gaze, her eyes became blurred.
She didn’t want to be seen as vulnerable, so she quickly avoided Caden’s gaze and lowered her eyes.
The next second, a men’s coat landed on her head, covering most of her face.
The man’s restrained aura tightly enveloped her, causing a surge of emotions to well up in her eyes. Subconsciously, she tightly gripped the intertwined fingers.
