Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

An hour later, Stephanie finally woke up, her face deathly pale and her voice weak and breathless. She had never felt so terrible in her life. It was like she was dying! What Grace had given her turned out to be a bottle of sleeping pills-she had thought they were vitamins. Had she known, she wouldn't have taken any!

"Stephanie, you're awake," Marie said with relief as she saw Stephanie come around, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted from her heart. To emphasize her frailty, Stephanie intentionally coughed twice, almost causing her stomach to cramp up from the effort.

"Aunt Marie, what happened to me?" Stephanie asked, her eyes brimming with tears-not from pretense, but from genuine pain.

Marie sat beside her on the hospital bed, wiping her tears away, "You silly child, dare you ask what happened? You almost never got to see me again."

Stephanie feigned surprise, lifting her wrist and a look of realization crossing her face, "I... I'm sorry, Aunt Marie. I wasn't thinking straight."

"You really are..." Marie grasped Stephanie's hand, her heart full of words she couldn't express.

Meanwhile, Jared sat on a sofa with a grim expression, his dark eyes like storm clouds without an end in sight. Tina, on the other hand, looked amused. Such potential, truly. It seemed Stephanie wasn't far behind Grace in her antics. If she were properly groomed within the company, she might even surpass Juliet.

Juliet: Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Tina, supporting her chin with one hand, was already plotting eagerly.

After a few words with Stephanie, Marie looked up at Jared, "Jared, you take Sophia back. Everything's settled here; I'll stay."

Stephanie slowly sat up, her eyes filled with guilt as she looked at Jared and then at Tina, "Jared... Tina."

Tina stood up, looping her arm through Jared's, and smiled warmly at Stephanie, "Long time no see." The warmth was such that even Tina herself would have been surprised by it. She really wanted to make money. Money was her lifeblood, Uncle was just a bonus!

Jared: Now I rank lower not only than strawberry cake but also money!

Tina: Oh right, there's the strawberry cake. You're only third place now, a mere substitute!

Jared: No way!!

Stephanie hadn't expected Tina to actually greet her proactively, and she couldn't be blamed for taking advantage of that! Stephanie removed the IV needle from her hand and slowly got off the bed, then knelt on the floor with a thud. "Tina, I was wrong about before, please forgive me. I was misled by Grace and Grandma, I didn't expect things to turn out this way. It was all my fault, please don't be angry anymore. I know I was wrong."

Stephanie knelt on the floor, her head hitting the ground hard. It wasn't her intention to be so dramatic; she thought that being sick, Jared, if not Sophia, would stop her, or at least Marie would.

But acting required a bit of realism, and she had used too much strength.

Unexpectedly, no one came forward to stop her.

Tina almost laughed out loud, but her excellent self-control kept her composed.

For a moment, the entire hospital room was silent, filled with an awkward stillness.

Stephanie could only raise her head, looking timidly and pitifully at Tina. "Tina, would you forgive me?"

Tina smiled back at Stephanie, mimicking her tone, "What are you doing? I have never blamed you."

Jared glanced at Tina, observing her barely contained expression, curved his lips, and gently stroked Tina's hair, "Yeah, our Tina is the most forgiving, truly kind-hearted."

"That's right, Tina has the kindest heart, she hardly ever holds grudges against anyone. Stephanie, don't pull this kind of stunt again. It was your fault to begin with. Knowing your mistake and making amends is good. Forgiving you means you are sincerely remorseful, and not forgiving you is also understandable. Who asked you to go so far? Kneeling and bowing like this, making it hard for people not to forgive you, isn't it disgusting?" Sophia snorted from the side.

Being scolded so harshly by a child just in elementary school, Stephanie naturally couldn't hold her face.

Marie took a breath, "Stephanie, Sophia is right, get up, what's the need for kneeling and bowing like this?"

It was all for an apology! Stephanie screamed internally, though reluctantly, she couldn't show it on her face.

"I was just anxious, Aunt Marie, I didn't want Tina to misunderstand me." Stephanie got up from the ground, not sure if it was intentional, but as she did, she felt a pain in her face.

She half-supported herself on the edge of the bed, one hand covering her face, "Ah, it hurts!"

It was then that Marie came over to help Stephanie, "Rest for now."

"Aunt Marie, will I ever be able to recover?" Stephanie persisted, gripping Marie's hand tightly, a trace of vulnerability in her eyes.

Like a delicate flower that falls at the slightest breeze.

Marie sighed gently, "With today's technology, what can't be healed? Just keep a calm mind, and we'll take it slow."

A very standard comforting tone.

Stephanie suddenly burst into tears, crying pitifully, "I knew it, I don't deserve to have a whole face. If Tina won't forgive me, my face won't heal either, Aunt Marie, I... I..." Stephanie cried breathlessly, making it seem as if something serious had happened in the hospital room.

Jared had had enough and was about to leave with Tina.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Seeing this, Stephanie quickly stepped forward and grabbed Tina's wrist, "Tina, won't you really forgive me?"

Tina looked at the person in front of her, her face tear-streaked, pitiful.

"I said I forgive you."

Stephanie pushed further, "Then... could you help heal my face? You are a Spectre, such a small injury is nothing for you, right? Tina, please, help me!"

Tina slightly curved her lips, not pulling her wrist away, she had intentionally let Stephanie stop her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even let her touch a hair on her head.

"Okay." Tina calmly looked at Stephanie, nodding indifferently.

Stephanie was momentarily stunned. So easy?

She wouldn't ask me for eight hundred billion again, would she?

Now, let alone eight hundred billion, even eighty dollars she would have to beg from Marie.