Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 483 I Also Hope You Can Always Stay with Me

After Shelley hung up the phone, she saw Philip emerging from the doctor's office.

The doctor was an internationally renowned expert that Shelley had managed to invite using the Harper Family's connections. The doctor had been up all night with them, no one had slept yet. Shelley had already heard from the doctor that Joanna's surgery needed to be done as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he was the one performing the surgery. If it were anyone else, the success rate would not exceed thirty percent. However, with him, the success rate could be increased to seventy percent. But when Joanna heard that the probability was not one hundred percent, she became scared.

"Philip," Shelley hurried to greet him, intending to embrace him.

But Philip stepped aside and rubbed his brow. "I'm sorry, Shelley, I'm not in a good mood. Can you wait outside for a while? I'll go in and talk to her. She probably doesn't want to see strangers." Shelley nodded and saw his washed-out jeans, feeling a wave of sympathy. "Okay, then I'll sit here."

She sat on a chair in the hallway, watching Philip enter Joanna's room not far away.

Joanna was seated on the hospital bed. After seeing him come in, her eyes immediately reddened. "Philip," she called out, feeling dizzy.

Philip approached and poured her a glass of warm water. "This doctor is an internationally renowned expert. The success rate of the surgery is high, Joanna. Don't be scared."

Joanna grabbed his sleeve, looking somewhat scared. "I'm just afraid of dying. I want to be with you forever."

Philip placed the glass of water in front of her and took one of her hands. "The doctor told me that it will be okay. If we keep delaying, he won't be able to do anything later. Joanna, I also hope you can always stay by my side." Joanna lowered her lashes; she held the glass of water and asked, "Who was the woman who came with you today?"

There was no fluctuation in Philip's eyes as he massaged her stiff leg. "A friend, we met at work."

Joanna sighed in relief as a smile slowly spread across her lips. "I'll think about it."

After massaging her, Philip saw a few drops of water on her chin. He quickly took the glass and wiped her chin with a tissue.

Joanna closed her eyes, signaling him to kiss her.

Philip instinctively looked outside.

The door to the room was closed. Shelley was oblivious to what was going on inside the room as she paced back and forth by the door.

Philip drew his gaze back, held Joanna's face, and gently kissed her.

The kiss was so passionate that it left Joanna breathless, even her eyes were watery.

After a while, Philip let her go, his eyes full of tenderness as he said, "Behave. What would I do if something happened to you?"

Joanna nodded, "I'll think about it. I'm just scared."

"Joanna, don't miss this opportunity."

Joanna knew that Philip must have made a lot of efforts to invite an internationally renowned brain cancer expert to perform surgery on her. He had been paying for her medical expenses all these years too. He had been working many jobs and living frugally. "I'll listen to you, Philip. I'll always listen to you."

Philip's heart softened, and he kissed her again.

Philip was good-looking, but he was different from Raymond.

Raymond was unattainable, giving people a sense of distance. But Philip had a quiet and deep appearance. He could be sunny and clean, but once silent, he could become somewhat ruthless.

He reluctantly let go of Joanna's lips, "I've got to head back; I'll come to see you tomorrow. Think about it, okay? Don't make me worry."

Joanna nodded and reminded him, "Don't get too close to that woman; I don't like the flowers she brought. You take them away."

Philip threw the flowers Shelley had brought into a nearby trash can, tied up the bag, and carried it out.

When he closed the door, he saw Shelley still sitting in the chair. She was probably a little sleepy, which was why she was leaning against the wall.

After seeing him come out, she instantly woke up and called out to him, "Philip."

She saw Philip carrying the trash bag and asked softly, "How is she? Has your cousin come to her senses?"

Philip nodded, walked downstairs with her, and casually threw the trash bag into the large trash can.

Shelley breathed a sigh of relief, "She looks very young but don't worry. As long as she adjusts her mentality, the doctor will definitely save her. If you don't have enough to cover the costs, I can..." She paused and then continued, "I can ask my friend for a loan. You know, she's very rich."

Shelley was at the hospital for a long time tonight. She was wearing high heels, so her feet were a bit sore. She couldn't help but act coquettishly. "Philip, my feet hurt."

Philip squatted down, "I'll carry you."

Shelley quickly climbed onto his back, resting her chin on his shoulder. "I guess they're swollen."

"Shall I rub them for you when we get back?"

"Hehe, you're so nice."

Philip stiffened all over, then fell silent.