The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

"You won't find another doctor like me."

Lydia clenched her jaws in disgust as she couldn't refute the doctor's proud remark. It was true. Doctor Lucas Bennett was the best neurosurgeon in town, and his grandmother's condition depended heavily on him.

If only the doctor weren't arrogant or cornering her by insulting her just because she came from a low-class background, Lydia would feel grateful.

"You think you're the greatest, huh? I'm sure there are people out there far better than you."

"Maybe. But it will be too late before you find it, and you will lose the only person who loved you."

Nick, who heard this, felt increasingly unable to contain his emotions. He felt like he wanted to join them and gave the doctor some of his knuckle of sandwiches. If he couldn't think straight, Nick would throw his fist at the young doctor's face without a second thought.

But he knew beating the doctor to a pulp would not solve the problem. Not only will he be sued by the hospital, but Lydia would also be dragged into it, and the doctor might bother the girl even more.

Nick decided to walk away from the corridor and wait for the two in a more crowded place.

He was sure the doctor would not dare to hurt the girl in this public place. Therefore, Nick did not need to worry about the girl's condition.

Nick reached into his phone in his pocket to call Kaylee so he could ask about Lydia's condition. After all, it was Kaylee who hired Lydia and knew the girl best.

Perhaps Kaylee also knew of Lydia's dire situation.

Surprisingly, after waiting until the tenth ring, Kaylee still didn't answer the call.

What did the girl do?

Nick remembered that Kaylee was attending a winter music camp program in the mountains. But he was pretty sure by now the girl must be on her way home. Was it possible that Kaylee had fallen asleep on the way?

Nick tried to call Kaylee one more time, but the girl still didn't pick up the call. Just as he was about to call her again, he saw Lydia walking past him at a brisk pace while the doctor returned to his office with a triumphant smile.

This made Nick worried, and he couldn't help himself but followed Lydia.

He walked after the girl while keeping his distance. When he saw Lydia enter one of the rooms behind his friend's room walls, his steps slowed, and he peeked through the gap in the open door.

There, Nick saw an older woman sitting on a hospital bed while writing something on a book.

"Granny," Lydia's soft and affectionate voice made him feel certain that the old woman was the girl's grandmother.

"Lydia, where have you been? Did you miss the doctor so much that you went straight for him?" Nick could hear the playful tone that seemed to be teasing Lydia.

"No. I just remember I haven't told my boss that I'm taking a day off today."

"Silly girl. You don't have to come here every day and skip work. I'll be fine. Doctor Bennett will take care of me."

"Granny, he's not your grandkid. Why do you sound like you don't like my presence?"

The grandmother laughed wittily as she squeezed her granddaughter's hand tightly.

Nick could see that Lydia was trying to look as cheerful as possible, so the older woman didn't have the slightest suspicion of the struggles that were engulfing her granddaughter's heart.

Nicholas was still standing in front of the door of the room for a few minutes to watch the warm interaction of the two women. After that, he turned around and called Kaylee again.

Fortunately, this time the girl answered the call.

"Nick? Why do you keep calling me? Is there any problem?"

"What are you doing? Did you just wake up?"

"Eh? That…" Nick could hear the girl on the other end clear her throat a few times. "Anyway, what are you calling me for?"

"How well do you know your make-up artist?"

"Lydia?? Why?"

"I'm just curious," he answered in a nonchalant tone.

"As far as I remember, she lived with her grandmother, and it seemed they live just fine."

"So you don't know that her grandmother is sick?"

"She is? No, I don't know. But how do you know? Where are you now?"

"Never mind. I'll hang up now."

"What? Hey…" Roxanne looked at her phone with a frown when she heard a long tone indicating that Nick had ended the call.

Really… why did the boy contact her repeatedly to ruin her intimacy with Declan?

Plus… why did Nick suddenly ask about Lydia?

Roxanne shrugged nonchalantly then turned to see Declan was gone on their bed. Her face instantly heated up when she saw how wrinkled the white sheets on the bed were, reminding her of the hot intimacy they had a moment ago.

Seeing the opportunity that Declan was currently in the bathroom, Roxanne decided to look for her clothes. However, all the clothes she found were teenage boy's clothes and were not fashionable at all.

What does she expect? She came here to join the music camp program as Nick. Of course, she only brought male clothes.

Roxanne sighed in resignation and took one of the red T-shirts out of her bag when her eyes caught sight of something on the lounger.

Isn't that… a woman's clothing?

Roxanne walked over to the clothing, and her eyes lit up when she realized that it was indeed women's clothing!

Did Declan prepare it for her? Ah, it turns out that the man preferred to see her in a woman's appearance.

If he had preferred a male appearance, then Roxanne would be worried.

Roxanne walked out of the room to go into the other bathroom so she could clean herself up. After that, she put on the clothes that Declan prepared for her.

She wore white long-sleeves, a warm knitted t-shirt, and black leggings covering her legs. Roxanne also noticed a thick knitted scarf and a pastel-colored winter coat combined with winter boots.

Hm… Declan's skill is quite good in choosing clothes that suit her taste.