Chapter 877

　　Tabitha's heart skipped. She didn't want to blow her cover, but she couldn't bring herself to lie to the man who had been like a father to her. 　　"The surgery was perfect. I knew you could do it, Vanessa," Derek's deep voice cut in, ending the dangerous topic. 　　He stepped in and swept Tabitha into his arms. "Dr. Fairbank, she's exhausted. She needs to rest. I'll leave the rest to you all." 　　Tabitha leaned into him, playing up her fatigue. "Sorry, Dr. Fairbank... I'm so tired..." 　　She didn't want to stay another second; Osbert's eyes were too sharp. She needed to get out before he saw through the disguise. 　　As they emerged from the OR wing, Cyrus met them. The iron-blooded soldier looked at Tabitha with genuine gratefulness. 　　"Thank you for saving my father," he said. "I'm on your debt. I've prepared the best room for you to rest. I'll have to ask you to stay for a couple of days until he wakes up, just so we can be sure." 　　Derek nodded, blocking Cyrus's scrutinizing gaze. "OK.