M turned toward him, her voiceden with curiosity. “What about the love of family? Shouldn’t that be


    valued too?”


    Simonpsed into silence.


    “I’m passionate about my career, but I also hold love for my homnd, my family, and him, “M


    affirmed.


    “I changed my nationality to ess greater research opportunities and knowledge, but in doing so, I


    sacrificed the rtionships I cherished,” M sighed, her tone heavy with sorrow. “Was my choice truly


    the right one?”


    Simon met M’s gaze. Her mncholic expression and teary eyes stirred something within


    him.


    Suddenly, he spoke up, “M, there might still be a way for you to return.


    M was taken aback, her eyes nervously locked onto his.


    Simon reached out, drawing her closer. “Listen closely.”


    M leaned in without hesitation. With a hand cupping her ear, Simon whispered a series of words.


    M blinked, her eyes lighting up with newfound hope. After hearing Simon’s words, she beamed with


    gratitude. “Thank you, Simon.”


    Simon cautioned, “I’ve given you the solution, but the chances of sess are uncertain. It will require


    taking a risk.”


    M nodded solemnly. “I’m willing to give it a try.”


    “Will he agree to it?” Simon inquired.


    M’s confidence wavered instantly. “He’ll most likely refuse.”


    “Why? Isn’t he deeply in love with you?”


    M sighed. “His love is selfless. Asking him to act selfishly is out of the question.”


    Simonfortingly patted her shoulder. “Then devise a n.”


    “Alright,” M replied earnestly, sinking into deep thought as she contemted how to execute their


    n.


    At noon, Phoebe awakened, and M attended to her meal.


    Cole arrived with a bouquet of red roses and a basket of fruits for the visit.


    The sight of the vibrant red roses surprised both M and Phoebe.


    Red roses for a hospital visit? M couldn’t help but marvel. Cole was even bolder than Nathan, who


    favored daisies as gifts.


    Phoebe chuckled awkwardly.


    Cole handed the flowers to Phoebe. “These are for you. Get well soon.”


    Phoebe chuckled awkwardly. “Thank you, but why the red roses?”


    Cole exined, “I asked the florist’s suggestions for the most suitable flowers, and this was her


    rmendation.”


    With a yful smile, Phoebe raised an eyebrow. “Did the florist happen to have an excess of red


    roses?


    Cole shook his head. “I don’t think so. The shop only had these 11 stalks.”


    M suppressed augh and shared a knowing nce with Phoebe.


    Both of them felt flustered. There were 11 roses. It was hard not to interpret it as a romantic


    gesture.


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    Sensing their unease, Cole grew nervous. “Is something wrong? Did I make a mistake? I specifically


    told the florist it was for a girl, and she assured me that girls would adore it.


    Phoebe quickly shed a bright smile to reassure him. “I love it. You didn’t make a mistake.” M


    nced toward the door, but Nathan was nowhere in sight, leaving her slightly disappointed. “Cole, is


    Nate noting?”


    “He’s tied up with work, so he couldn’t make it. He asked me to send his regards to Phoebe,” Cole


    exined.


    M pressed further, “Any updates about my grandparents?”


    Cole shook his head. “Not yet.”


    M’s mood dampened, and shepsed into a saddened silence.


    “However,” Cole interjected, “there’s been a snag in your grandfather’s assets transfer. As of now, only


    about 200 million dors has been moved overseas.”


    Money held little significance for M. All she desired was the safe return of her parents and


    grandparents.


    In a sudden decision, M rose from her seat. “Cole, I need some fresh air. Could you watch


    over Phoebe for me?”