New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 177 Hospital

Claire sat on the hospital bed, her sprained ankle elevated on a pillow. Adrian was by her side, looking concerned. The doctor had just finished examining her ankle thoroughly to ensure there were no broken bones. Satisfied with his findings, he began wrapping Claire's foot with a bandage.

"You'll be fine in a few days," the doctor said, securing the bandage. "But in the meantime, you need to avoid wearing heels."

Claire's eyes widened slightly. "I can't! Heels are a part of me."

Adrian chuckled softly. "It's only for a few days, Claire."

Claire pouted and sighed. "Fine. A day without heels it's like a day of not working."

The doctor continued, "Also, try not to move around too much and apply ice to reduce the swelling."

Adrian nodded. "Got it. Thank you, doctor."

The doctor gave a small nod and left the room, leaving Claire and Adrian alone.

Adrian turned to Claire. "How's your ankle feeling now? Still hurting?"

Claire moved her ankle slightly, wincing a little. "It still hurts, but it's much better than earlier."

"Good to hear," Adrian said, relieved. "Let's get you down from here."

Adrian carefully helped Claire down from the bed. He held her heels in one hand and supported her with the other. Claire balanced on her good foot, grateful for Adrian's help.

"You really should listen to the doctor, you know," Adrian said gently.

"I know, I know," Claire replied, rolling her eyes playfully. "But you know how much I love my heels."

Adrian smiled. "You'll survive a few days without them. Think of it as a mini-vacation for your feet."

Claire laughed. "I suppose that's one way to look at it."

Adrian looked down at the heels in his hand. "You know, I've always wondered how you manage to walk in these things."

Claire smirked. "It's a skill, Adrian. One you wouldn't understand."

"Just don't wear these to often. It can injured you."

breathed a sigh of relief, placed both his hands on her shoulders, and asked, "Are you okay?" Claire smiled and said, "I'm fine." She gestured to her foot. "It's already been

them, "Adrian, this is Matthew, my advisor

nodded and smiled slightly. "Nice

said, "Thank you

shrugged modestly. "No problem. I'm just glad she's

and asked, "How

"The paparazzi caused it. They were chasing

darkened. "I'll sue them. They hurt

head. "Ignore them,

can't

we can handle it differently. Drawing more attention might make things

I don't want more

conflicted. "I just hate seeing

can see, I am fine.

shrugged and replied, "I saw a news article about you,

brows in confusion. "What do you

then glared at Matthew, who looked away sheepishly. "Matthew used Find My iPhone to track me," Claire

three of them exited

atmosphere inside. Claire turned to Adrian and said, "Thank you for your help and for understanding earlier at the restaurant. It means a

"I was just doing my job as a

smiled back, feeling a surge of gratitude. "I'm

bond that had formed between them. As they prepared to part ways, Adrian

Adrian in the parking lot. He realized

turned to Matthew and asked, "Why did you

glanced at her and said, "I went to the location where the person posted your

up, and she raised her brows.

head. "Nothing. The two

confusion. "That's not possible. I tracked it too, and the

I checked the surveillance cameras, and I didn't see anyone

sure

double-checked everything.

the locations are false, how do we find out who posted the

from a different angle. Maybe the person used a proxy or some other method to

for a moment.

a feeling that the location is right but maybe we aren't able to track him cause we don't know him. this feels confusing. It's like Eligos again. We are