She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 358

After several more days of intensive treatment, Lyra's body steadily healed. She could finally sit comfortably in a wheelchair padded with soft cushions.

They were housed in the hospital's exclusive top-floor VIP wing. The entire level was incredibly tranquil—aside from their family, there wasn't a single other patient, leaving the halls wrapped in an almost eerie silence.

Delilah smiled warmly, her eyes full of gentle affection. "Lyra, how about I wheel you downstairs for a stroll? Getting some fresh air would be good for you."

Lyra immediately shook her head. "No, Mom, I'm okay. I really don't want to go down there."

She knew perfectly well that Jasmine was stuck in this very hospital. If she blindly wandered downstairs, a run-in was practically guaranteed. The vivid memory of Tabitha's insufferable, arrogant sneer toward her mother in her previous life was burned into her brain. She wanted to avoid them like the plague.

"Where's Caleb?" Lyra asked, changing the subject.

"He's been incredibly swamped lately," Delilah sighed. "Endless social engagements and business dinners. I heard he barely even makes it home for dinner anymore."

Lyra didn't think much of it. "You should head home, Mom. Caleb isn't around, and Kayla needs someone looking out for her. I have Nurse Peterson here."

"We have Martha and the maternity nurses at the house. There's nothing to worry about," Delilah assured her.

As they chatted, the nurse stepped in to announce a visitor.

It was Caspian.

Watching his slender, elegant figure step into the room, a torrential wave of conflicting emotions crashed over Lyra's heart.

"Cas, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?"

Caspian's brow furrowed, his eyes brimming with unmistakable worry. "I heard you were in a bad accident, so I came straight over. Are you feeling any better?"

"Much better," Lyra replied softly. "How did you even know I was at this hospital?"

"That's seriously impressive. He even knew professional first aid," Caspian smiled faintly. "You really lucked out."

Delilah emerged from the bathroom, and the heavy medical talk instantly ceased. She politely inquired about Alistair Jameson's health.

Ever since his grandson's engagement party, the Jameson patriarch had become completely reclusive, practically never leaving the family estate.

After answering politely, Caspian turned back to Lyra. "Let me take you downstairs. Getting some sun is crucial for bone recovery."

Lyra stared at him, genuinely taken aback by his unprompted kindness. He seemed so fiercely sincere, it left her briefly stunned.

"Caspian is a med student; he knows best," Delilah urged with a warm smile. "If you won't let me take you down, let him push you."

Realizing she actually had some burning questions for Caspian, Lyra finally nodded in agreement.