The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 94

Over the past few years of Leonard's illness, the cost of treatment had been substantial. Deborah's hotel was struggling, barely turning a profit, so she had been the one covering most of the expenses.

The majority of her salary from the PR department went straight to the hospital. The room she had arranged for Leonard wasn't the most luxurious, but it had great lighting, good ventilation, and a pleasant view—he was comfortable there. Naturally, she had no intention of giving it up.

The nurse hesitated, looking conflicted, as if she had something to say. But before she could, her gaze shifted toward the hallway and she suddenly said, "Mr. Grant, this is the family member of the patient in Room 206. Perhaps you could discuss it with her?"

Evelyn's heart nearly stopped for a moment. She turned her head, surprised. Not far away, Tiffany stood beside Millie, her arm gently hooked around her mother's.

And standing next to them, as indifferent and composed as ever, was Lucas. His dark eyes met hers, void of any discernible emotion.

Evelyn, however, felt her heart sink. A bad feeling crept over her.

Tiffany was the first to speak. She turned to Millie and said, "Mom, why don't you go inside and get some rest?"

Millie nodded and cast a brief glance at Evelyn before entering the room. Just as she reached the door, she said casually, "So, it's you. I'll let Lucas and Tiffany discuss it with you."

Evelyn's expression darkened. The way Millie spoke made it sound like Lucas and Tiffany were already a family—as if this wasn't a request, but a notice.

It was as if they were saying, "We're together, and you're an outsider."

She looked at Lucas with something close to mockery. Today was her first round of radiation therapy. She had come to the hospital alone, dragging her exhausted body from department to department, enduring pain with no one by her side.

But it wasn't just today. For three years, she had been alone. And where had Lucas—the man who had been her husband for those three years—been? Right here, in the same hospital, taking care of Tiffany's family. Now, he had even come to take her uncle's hospital room.

Tiffany frowned slightly. This was between her and Evelyn—there was no need for Evelyn to drag Lucas into it. She didn't like how much attention Evelyn paid to him.

"Go keep your mother company," Lucas said to Tiffany, his tone calm and measured.

Clearly, he wanted to speak with Evelyn alone. Tiffany hesitated, and a hint of reluctance flickered in her eyes, but she knew better. Lucas had no feelings for Evelyn—there was nothing for her to be concerned about.

"All right," she finally said. "Once you're done talking, let's go grab something to eat." With that, she shot Evelyn a glare before turning and walking into the room.

Only then did Lucas shift his gaze back to Evelyn. For the first time, he noticed how pale she looked. Her expression was weak, and in her hand, she held a small bag of medication.

His eyes lingered on the bag for a moment before he said, "Name your price."