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

Peter, usually so mild-mannered, flushed with anger.

Miles, on the other hand, completely lost it, rolling up his sleeves and yelling, "You cursed my mom! Let's see if you're still laughing when I'm done with you!" "Stop, Miles." Jessica, lying in the wheelchair, had woken up and was gesturing for him to come over.

Hearing Jessica's voice, Miles snapped out of his rage immediately, abandoning his argument with the nurse as he rushed back to Jessica's side.

"Mom! You're awake, how are you feeling?" Miles asked anxiously.

Peter joined him, worry etched on his face. "Honey!"

Jessica's gaze drifted over Peter, Miles, and around as if searching for someone else. But a hint of disappointment flickered in her eyes when she found no one.

Jessica forced herself to push past the pain, holding onto Miles' hand tightly. She spoke weakly. "Miles, don't get physical over this, let's go home instead. We don't need the treatment!"

Jessica hadn't even finished speaking when she started coughing violently, a bright streak of blood splattering onto Miles' shirt.

"Mom!" Miles choked out in anguish, dropping to his knees and pulling her close, holding her trembling body.

his arms around both of them, drawing the three of them into a tight embrace, a quiet

gestured for them to leave. "So, how much longer are you going to sit here? If you can't afford treatment, take it outside; you've already dirtied the floor we just cleaned. If you don't leave now, I'll call security." "Shut

wave of fear creeping over

more word out of you, and

took out her phone and dialed a number she'd saved earlier. As soon as the line connected, she said quickly, "Mr. Arnold, this

mention the vice president's name, the nurse froze, her hand pausing over the phone. She muttered, 'This woman actually knows

a glance, Audrey spoke into the phone. "Mr. Arnold, I'm at St. Johnson Hospital on the first floor. There's a patient with a critical tumor here who urgently needs surgery. I was hoping you could help expedite it." "Sorry, Ms. Rhodes, but

used to call her Audrey and treat her warmly, like family. Now, he was

clear Norman wanted to make a point, likely on behalf of

opened her mouth to try again, but the line cut off abruptly. She couldn't believe he'd turned her down

different number saved under "X." But to her frustration, it

looking down as she prepared to send a message. Suddenly, a familiar cool voice echoed nearby. "What's

instinctively. 'How could this be such a coincidence? I call his uncle, and here

family's been causing trouble here all morning. They refuse to leave unless they can see Dr. Grant. "All I did was remind them that the hospital has procedures, and the kid there nearly