The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover-Chapter 340: Little Doctor

"Sister Eve..."

Stella’s soft voice from the doorway broke the warm bubble surrounding Evelyn and Oliver.

Both of them turned toward the sound.

Stella stood there, tears in her eyes, trying and failing to hide her emotions. Behind her, Laura hovered close, equally misty-eyed, clutching her hands together as if she were the one recovering from surgery.

"Oh! Aunty Stella... Laura..." Oliver brightened instantly. He twisted around on the bed and waved enthusiastically. "Come here. Hurry... My mommy already woke up!"

He announced it proudly, as if the heart monitor and very much awake Evelyn were not enough proof.

Stella and Laura laughed at the same time, the tension easing as they stepped into the VIP ward.

"Stella, you come..." Evelyn said weakly, attempting to shift her body and sit up straighter.

Before she could move an inch, Stella rushed forward.

"Sis, stay on the bed. Don’t make a move!"

She adjusted the pillows with brisk efficiency, checking Evelyn’s posture like a hawk. Only when she was satisfied did she finally relax.

Evelyn sighed and let herself sink back. "I’m fine. Dr. Stella, no need to act like I’m a cripple..." she said teasingly.

Stella sat on the edge of the bed and shot her a look.

"I know you’re not paralyzed, but you still can’t move normally. You’ve had multiple surgeries. Broken ribs, knee, and shoulder. You’re basically a limited-edition human right now."

"You sound exactly like my doctor," Evelyn teased.

Stella lifted her chin proudly. "That’s because I am a doctor. In a few years, I’ll finish my internship and become a surgeon in this hospital."

Evelyn raised an eyebrow. "So I’m your practice patient?"

"Don’t worry. You survived," Stella replied calmly.

Evelyn can’t help but smile.

"Aunty Stella!" Oliver’s small voice cut through the conversation.

"Yes, dear?" Stella turned to him immediately, her expression melting.

"I want to be a doctor too." He declared.

The room froze.

Stella blinked. "You do?"

"Yes."

"Really?" Stella tilted her head. "Didn’t you say a few days ago you wanted to be an astronaut? And the day before that, a pianist? And last week, a dinosaur?"

"I still like dinosaurs," Oliver admitted seriously. "But I want to be a doctor."

"Why?" Stella asked again.

Evelyn and Laura exchanged surprised glances, both listening quietly.

Oliver turned toward his mother, his small face unusually solemn.

"If I’m a doctor, I can heal Mommy, Daddy, and my siblings when they’re sick. So Mommy won’t have to come to this place, and Mommy won’t feel hurt anymore."

Silence fell over the room.

The words were simple, innocent, and impossibly sincere.

Stella felt her chest warm in happiness. Laura blinked rapidly. Evelyn’s eyes filled with tears she refused to let fall.

"That’s a wonderful reason, Little Oli," Stella said warmly, reaching out to ruffle his hair. "Aunty will be happy to have another doctor in our family."

Evelyn gently squeezed her son’s hand. "You are very kind, sweetheart. Mommy will support whatever dream you choose."

Oliver’s cheeks flushed bright red. "Thank you, Mommy..."

Laura leaned forward, smiling mischievously. "Young master, if I’m sick too, will you heal me?"

"Of course!" Oliver nodded eagerly. "Everyone, including my Cloud and Browny, too..."

"Then thank you, Doctor Oliver," Laura said happily. "And since doctors need energy, would you like some donuts? Jimmy bought a lot. And your favorite too..."

"Really?" Oliver’s eyes lit up like fireworks as he stared toward the living room.

"Yes, really."

"I’ll go check!" he declared, already sliding off the bed.

"I’ll go with him," Laura said quickly, catching his hand. "Young master, slowly... Doctors shouldn’t run in hospitals."

"I can walk fast," Oliver protested, but he allowed himself to be led out.

Before he passed through the door, he turned to Evelyn and said, "Mommy, please wait. I will bring a blueberry donut for you."

"Thank you, sweetheart..."

The door closed softly behind them, leaving the room quieter.

Stella giggles as she watches the door, "Damn it! My little nephew is such a cutie pie... I can’t resist his cuteness..."

"He’s so cute... I want to squeeze him, but I can’t," Evelyn replied softly.

Neither spoke for a moment, as if reality had frozen them in place.

Evelyn felt a surge of sadness once more, painfully aware of how terrible her condition had become.

While Stella... she watched her sister with sadness.

"Are you off today?" Evelyn asked finally. "Or are you going back to the emergency department?"

Stella shook her head. "I took the day off. I’m staying with you."

Evelyn frowned slightly. "Stella, you didn’t have to—"

"I wanted to," Stella said gently.

Evelyn hesitated before adding, "Alright. But, don’t tell Alice about my accident."

Stella didn’t respond.

The silence lingers. Enough to give Evelyn a hint that her little sister has already exposed her accident.

Evelyn narrows her eyes at her, "Stella?"

"She already knows." Stella smiled apologetically.

"You—"

"I’m sorry, sis... I didn’t have a choice," Stella said quickly. "She panicked."

Evelyn stared at her. "Panicked?"

"Yes. Because I didn’t come home last night. I also didn’t answer my phone. She panicked and started to imagine many terrible things."

"I can imagine how worried she was..."

"She was about to call the police," Stella added.

"Of course she was."

"So, that’s why this morning I told her everything," Stella continued. "About the accident. About the surgery."

Evelyn lay back against the pillows, speechless.

"Well," Stella said carefully, "the good news is she didn’t faint."

"That’s the good news?"

"She cried. A lot."

Evelyn closed her eyes. "That means everyone will know."

Stella nodded. "Probably."

"I wanted peace. And plan to let them know once I’m returned home."

"You married Axel Knight, and you are injured," Stella said dryly. "Peace was never an option."

"Hahaha, fair point."

"At least Mom is slightly calm now," Stella added. "She’s already planning to come here later."

Evelyn sighs again. "That would be too much trouble for her. I was only injured lightly..."

"Come on, sis, this is far from a light injury. In fact, you look terrible..." Stella shook her head.

Evelyn smiled faintly. "You’re right. And I suppose I should be grateful."