Addison dragged her weary self into the car, her head heavy from exhaustion. Having just completed surgery yesterday, her steps were still a little unsteady. Noticing her state, the attentive doctor immediately offered support. "Come with me," he said cautiously, helping her into the vehicle. The car was an extended Rolls-Royce, its sleek body exuding luxury. Upon entering, the spacious interior unfolded before her—complete with a desk, sofa, dining utensils, cabinets, and even a bed tucked away in the back. "Help Addy to the bed so she can rest," Leon instructed from behind. "Yes, sir. I'll assist her," the man responded promptly, leading Addison to the back. "Ms. Daves, watch your step." Sitting down on the bed, Addison barely got comfortable before Leon approached with a glass of water. "Here, Addy, drink this. I just prepared it—it's good for your recovery." She looked up at him. "Didn't I already drink some earlier?" Leon maintained a serious expression. "That was for treatment. This one is for recovery." He softened his voice, coaxing her gently, "Be good and drink it—you'll get better faster." The nearly forty-year-old man sounded like he was talking to a child, his tone tender and doting. Addison couldn't help feeling a bit helpless. Her uncle still treated her like a little girl. When she didn't want to take her medicine, he'd always coax her this way. "Come on, Addy, be a good girl and drink this." Leon continued his coaxing, his voice unwavering. Not wanting to listen to him nag any longer, Addison quickly took the glass from his hand. "Fine, I'll drink it now." With that, she tilted her head back and downed the liquid in one go. Only then did Leon finally beam with satisfaction. "That's my good girl!" The compliment made the three doctors standing nearby exchange startled glances. They all wore similar expressions of shock. Did that just come from Mr. Daves? Where did the meticulous Mr. Daves go?He never spoke to people like that. The tone was so affectionate. Rumors about how well-loved the Daves' young lady was and how stunningly beautiful she was had piqued their curiosity. They had wanted to meet her, but unfortunately, they were too late when they arrived at the Daves' Residence. The young lady had already married and was no longer seen around the house. They missed their chance to meet the legendary Daves' young lady. Luckily, today, they had the rare privilege of meeting her. As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and today, they finally understood why the rumors were true. It wasn't just that she was well-loved; it was as if the young lady was adored beyond measure! The tone of voice, careful attention, and constant checking in reflected the level of affection. Even more surprising was that Leon had almost snatched her hand from the doctor's grip just to ensure he was the one supporting her—clearly, he was determined to make sure nothing happened to her. When had Leon ever been this caring to anyone?They had spent a lot of time at the Daves residence, and even his wife didn't get this kind of treatment. Addison noticed their stares and felt a bit embarrassed. "Uncle Leon, go take care of your work. I'm going to rest for a while," she said quickly, trying to shoo him away. Hearing her words, Leon nodded without hesitation. "Alright, you rest. I'll call you when we reach the airport." For him, Addison's rest was the most important thing. Watching her uncle settle onto a sofa in the front, Addison finally exhaled in relief. But her earlier words about resting had been an excuse—despite her fatigue, she wasn't sleepy. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she became lost in thought. Suddenly, a concern crossed her mind—what about Ryan? Though Ryan was talented and capable, always producing great results, she had vanished for quite some time. He must be feeling anxious by now.She immediately began searching for her phone, patting herself down but unable to find it. Puzzled, she wondered aloud, "Did I leave it by the sink?" Standing up, she walked toward Leon while continuing to check her pockets. "Uncle Leon, have you seen my phone?" Leon was giving Matthew a detailed report about his precious granddaughter, and he spoke slowly, word by word. When he saw Addison appear before him, he was startled and quickly pulled the phone away from his ear. "Phone?" He paused for a moment before slapping his forehead. "Oh! It's with me. I forgot to give it back to you." Handing her the phone, Addison noticed several missed calls. She frowned slightly and opened the call log, only to find that every missed call had been from Lance. Lance had called her?And not just once, but several times? Her expression turned complicated as she stared at the screen, debating whether to call him back. Her thumb hovered over the 'Call Back' button, hesitating for nearly a minute before deciding against it. Forget it. Better not call back. Even though Lance had saved her, calling him now seemed unnecessary. Knowing his personality, he might overthink things if she did. He might even assume she was playing hard to get by, not answering his calls immediately. Addison dismissed the page with that thought and scrolled through her emails instead. Among them, she saw several invitations from international research teams inviting her to join their latest projects. Ignoring those for now, she scrolled further down and found messages from Ryan. Addison kept scrolling down and realized that Ryan had sent her many messages. From the very first day she left, he had been texting her daily. At first, his messages were excited, but gradually, they became more cautious."Dr. Daves, did you meet the Divine Healer?" "Dr. Daves, I exceeded today's goals! I sent the results—hope you like them!" "Dr. Daves, I learned a new recipe! I'll cook it for you when you're back." "Dr. Daves, when will you return?" "Dr. Daves, did I do something wrong? Please tell me—I'll fix it, just don't ignore me, okay?" Addison went through the messages one by one as if she were watching a little dog become increasingly downcast due to its owner's neglect. Despite not understanding why its owner had distanced itself, the poor dog still wagged its tail desperately. It even kept nudging its owner with its wet nose, hoping to win back its affection. Addison didn't need to close her eyes to imagine Ryan's bright, watery eyes. She sighed softly, a faint smile tugging at her lips. After a moment of thought, she began replying to each message individually. "I did meet the Divine Healer.""Wow, you did great on that experiment." "I have some business to handle in Kreshill. I'll be back in a while." After all, who could bear to see a sincere and enthusiastic little dog sad? Addison was so focused on replying, her attention entirely on the phone screen, that she didn't notice Leon standing beside her. Leon had intended to ask if she needed anything, but unexpectedly, with just a casual glance, he saw she was messaging Ryan. Unable to resist, he stood quietly, watching the whole thing unfold. When Addison finally noticed him, he had been standing there for quite some time. "Uncle Leon, when did you get here?" Addison asked, looking up, a bit surprised. Leon gave her a knowing look, his tone light with amusement, "So, Addy, you're texting Ryan, huh? "Just a few days after leaving, and he's already sent you so many messages. "Didn't expect this young guy to be so good at charming girls."A slight grin tugged at the corner of Leon's mouth. As long as Addison wasn't messaging Lance, he'd be thankful. Seeing her chatting with Ryan, someone he actually approved of, made him even happier. Addison immediately noticed Leon's expression was off and hurriedly waved her hand to deny it. "It's not what you think. "I ... " Before she could finish, Leon interrupted her with a knowing smile, his voice dripping with meaning, "I'm going, I'm going. You two keep chatting." Saying this, he quickly moved to the front, giving Addison some privacy to chat. Addison was left standing there, stunned.