My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

As Audrey hesitated, Miles, who was a step behind, spoke up. "Dad, she's the one who brought me to the hospital and helped chase off that scammer." Peter's expression softened, and a grateful smile crossed his face. He said, "Oh, I see. Thank you. You're not only beautiful but also kind-hearted. Truly a good person." "No worries," Audrey murmured, her head lowered to hide the awkward look on her face.

They continued walking toward the hospital entrance, with Audrey falling a step behind. Watching the family of three ahead, she felt a strange warmth stirring in her heart.

Peter cared so deeply for Jessica, and Miles was a respectful, filial son. This didn't seem like the family Eliza had described, the kind that exploited their daughter and favored sons over daughters.

Lost in thought, Audrey stepped forward and said to Peter, "I can come with you if you'd like. I'm pretty familiar with St. Johnson Hospital."

Hearing this, Peter hesitated, a bit embarrassed. "Oh, no, no, that would be too much trouble. You've already helped us so much." "It's really no trouble, sir. Let's get you settled first." Audrey insisted.

Just then, a taxi pulled up, and Audrey helped lift the wheelchair into the car. An hour later, they arrived at St. Johnson Hospital. Peter headed straight to the information desk to speak with a nurse. "Hello, could you tell me if Dr. Grant is in today?"

distracted by her phone. Without looking

at Peter and took in the sight of Miles and the rest of them with their

all their stuff and thinking they can just

on the counter. "Miss, could we still arrange an admission? Dr. Grant will be

available!" the nurse replied

Just let him know we have a critical

to hide her contempt and replied with a smirk, "Sorry,

saying, "But

you're lucky, you'll get in within six months!" the nurse shot back, her voice laced

"Do you even hear yourself? Sick people

tough guy, huh? If you're so eager, go pull some strings. Why