BILLIONAIRE'S BARGAIN: Fate of Aries.
sting the bouquet of flowers in my hand. I c
ut into the quiet corridor, my eyes scanning the room numbers as I made my way to my mother's r
hatter of hospital staff filled the air. The scent of disinfectant and f
heir families, some smiling, others looking worried or tired. I nodded
up of coffee and reviewing a chart. He looked up and caught my eye, flashing a
aking care of my mother. "Good morning, Dr. Ryan," I replied, walking towards him.
but she's smiling and asking for you. I think she'll be thrilled to see you." He glanced at the bou
," I said, holding up the bouquet. "Thank you for taking
"You're welcome, Aries. We're all glad to see her recovering
citement and nervousness. I took a deep breath, adjusted the bouque
evealing a warm and cozy room filled with the soft bee
th a radiant smile. She looked a bit pale and weak, but her eyes sparkled with joy
ed, her voice weak but full o
s: relief, joy, and love. I gently placed the bouquet of flowe
, her eyes scanning the colorful arrangeme
d love. "I'm so glad to see you, Mom," I whispered, my
me back. "I'm okay, sweetie," she whispered. "I'm go
ly drawn to her warm smile and sparkling eyes. I was so focuse
ght of Mrs. Jenkins out of the corner of my eye. She was sitting in a cha
enkins. "Good morning, Mrs. Jenkins!" I exclaimed, trying to co
th a warm smile. "Good morning, Aries! It's wonderful to see
sence and support. "Thank you for being here, Mrs. Jenkins,"
ess. "Of course, dear. I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Your moth
emotions in her fragile body. She was happy to
th a hint of concern in her eyes. She took a deep b
, her voice weak but full o
to reveal. But my mother's gentle gaze put me
ound calm. "I came to the hospital after Mrs. Jen
y, her brow furrowing with concer
octor when you came to
ls and everything, and the doctor told me that Dad had already tak
tions flashing across her face. She looked r
en getting along, and she was probably
out to squeeze my hand. "Thank you, sweetie," she w
is hiding somet