Chapter 116

After soaking in her medicinal bath, Cassandra lay face-down on the bed, eyes closed as Charlotte gently massaged her injured lower back with medicated oil. Her phone buzzed on the table nearby. Charlotte quickly picked it up and handed it to her. “Miss Taylor, it’s your phone.” Cassandra glanced at the screen—Damien. As she answered, she suddenly remembered what he mentioned about a “big gift” after her discharge. The corners of her lips curled up as she teased with a smile, “What’s this? Calling to have me sign for that mysterious gift, Mr. Blackwood?” Damien paused for a second, his tone turning playfully vague. “Oh, you’re out already? Well, that gift will need another day or two. Be patient.” “Huh? No need for any gifts, really. I was just joking.” Cassandra quickly waved it off, nerves kicking in a little. Did this man seriously not get when she was kidding? “I’m sure you’ll like this one,” Damien said in a tone that hinted it wasn’t up for debate. She sighed, eyebrows twitching