Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 795 - 797: This is a date between the two of us
These days, the blood scabs on Sophie Sullivan’s face had been falling off intermittently. After the blood scabs fell off, the skin underneath was soft and tender, with a faint pink hue. It wasn’t completely smooth yet, but it was already a hundred times better than when her face had been disfigured.
Waking up early, Sophie Sullivan saw her reflection in the mirror. She excitedly cupped her face and let out a scream. Gaby, who had been sleeping soundly on the sofa, was startled by the noise and immediately rushed into the restroom. Seeing Sophie Sullivan smiling, it stared at her for a long moment before nudging her leg with its head.
Sophie Sullivan looked down at Gaby. "Gaby, I’m going to the medical office. I can’t have breakfast with you!" With that, she immediately left the bedroom and ran towards the medical office.
George Stanford, not yet fully awake, was startled by a thunderous knock on the door. "Who is it?" he mumbled, still groggy as he went to open the door. The moment he did, a delicate hand appeared before him.
George Stanford rubbed his eyes. "Fiona, disturbing someone’s sleep this early? You’re quite inconsiderate."
Sophie Sullivan was in a good mood, so she didn’t get angry even when George Stanford called her inconsiderate. Instead, she looked at him with a smile, her eyes narrowed slightly. "The medicine, Old Mr. Standford?"
"What medicine?" George Stanford, who had just woken up and whose brain wasn’t yet functioning properly, asked in confusion.
Sophie Sullivan pointed to her own face, slightly exasperated. "The medicine for my face!"
No wonder George Stanford was known as a palace-level facial restoration master. Initially, when the scabs began to fall off, Sophie Sullivan’s face was still new, tender flesh, revealing a pink color. After applying his medicine, the pinkness gradually faded, replaced by a fairness that blended seamlessly with her own skin. There was no visible sign of pigmentation. The speed of her recovery was astonishing!
That was why, upon seeing the improvement in her face early that morning, Sophie Sullivan had been so excited that she had immediately rushed over to get more medicine from him, acting on impulse. George Stanford examined her face carefully and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad at all. Fiona, your recovery is progressing well, even better than I expected." After a pause, his tone shifted. "However, your current medicine has run out. I need to prepare a special batch for you. Wait here while I mix it." With that, he left the room to prepare the medicine.
Sophie Sullivan followed closely behind him like a little shadow, her steps so light she felt as if she could fly. After the blood scabs on her face fell off, Sophie Sullivan grew increasingly confident. She also began to enjoy going out more. After receiving the medicine from George Stanford, she left the medical office and called Lucifer.
"My dear."
"Lucifer, I’ll come find you later." The excitement in Sophie Sullivan’s voice was irrepressible.
This wonderful news was too good not to share with Lucifer immediately.
Overjoyed to hear she was coming to see him, Lucifer replied, "Alright, I’ll wait for you at the hotel." Thinking of Thomas Shannon, he frowned and added, "And don’t bring anyone irrelevant this time. This is a date for just the two of us."
"Understood." Sophie Sullivan knew he and Thomas Shannon couldn’t stand each other, so she would naturally try to ensure they met less often. It would be best if they didn’t meet at all; that would save a lot of trouble.
Thomas Shannon had gone to the K Group Headquarters early in the morning, so no one stopped Sophie Sullivan when she wanted to go out. The man in black had a car ready and drove her to the hotel where Lucifer was staying.
After hanging up Sophie Sullivan’s call, Lucifer’s brow furrowed tightly. Leo poured him a glass of water. "Your Highness, what if the fake Cecilia Branford becomes suspicious?"
