Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Her Hidden Crowns Ch 175

Chapter 175

Tabu nodded without hesitation

Suzanne kneeled beside his bed, carefully checking his pulse. Her brows harrowed slightly when she realized that Fabian's condition was still far too weak.

Years of excessive medication had taken a heavy toll on his body, leaving it riddled with side effects. If this continued, he wouldn't have much time left. Fabian noticed her reaction but merely chuckled. Looking at her, he said calmly, "My body is already taling, and my days are numbered just being able to ease the pain is a blessing in ibell "

Before he could continue, Nate stepped forward and cut him off. "Mr. Zander, don't say that with Dr. Smith here, you'll live a long and healthy life."

For years, Nate had been by Fabian's side, witnessing firsthand the suffering he had endurezi.

Fabian had finally retired and should be enjoying life, but his illness had worsened. The man had spent his whole life struggling-true peace had always eluded him.

Yet Fabian didn't seem to mind. Instead, heed to Sane with a warm smile, "Mass, what's your name?"

He studied her carefully. Her temperament and composure made him think that she could be a good match for Christopher.

Meeting his gaze, Suzanne's lips curled into a slight smile. "Mr. Zander, my name is Suzanne Yates," she responded.

Releasing his wrist, she added, "As long as I'm here, you won't be running out of time anytime soon."

Suzanne was young, she carried a quiet authority and unshakable confidence. abian had always admired capable young people. Nate had

if she truly could

at a

His tone was light as he replied,

calm, doubt still

Words meant little, and only results would

asked, "Mr. Ziegler, could you get me a sheet of

by the request,

with the

with a polite nod of thanks, then swiftly jotted down a prescription before handing it to

should be prepared and taken once a day, one serving each

the paper, Fabian's gaze Landed on the neat, precise handwriting. Unlike the usual rushed scrawl of

a mere prescription to

this young woman was anything but

weekly for acupuncture treatment. You can stop

I be possible.

nodded, his fingers tightening slightly around the prescription as the looked at Suzanne. There was a tenderness to his

make much of