Chapter 667

Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, casting golden streaks across the room. Fiona Grandelle curled up on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her dress.

"If you like him, just tell him openly." Vivian Laurent's voice echoed in her ears.

Fiona bit her lower lip, her gaze flickering uncertainly. Despite growing up in royalty, she had always been introverted.

"I'm afraid... afraid of ruining our friendship," she murmured softly. "He doesn't seem interested in me that way."

Vivian arched an eyebrow. "Want me to test the waters for you?"

"How?"

"Don't come to the hospital tomorrow. I'll tell him you're sick," Vivian said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let's see how he reacts."

Fiona's lashes fluttered as she nodded in agreement.

The next day, in the hospital corridor, nurses gathered around Ryan Fairsprene, teasing him.

"Dr. Fairsprene, where's your little girlfriend today?"

"She's such a sweetheart. The place feels dull without her."

Ryan's ears turned slightly pink. "Don't say nonsense. She's royalty."

He turned to Vivian. "Dr. Laurent, is Fiona...?"

"She's ill," Vivian sighed. "All alone at home without even a warm meal."

Ryan's fingers clenched abruptly.

Vivian discreetly texted Fiona: "He's worried."

Fiona stared at her phone screen, her heartbeat quickening. But then she reconsidered—maybe it was just his kind nature.

The next morning, Ryan stopped Vivian as she entered the hospital.

"Is she... feeling better?"

Vivian smirked. "If you're so concerned, why not visit her yourself?"

Ryan stood frozen, his hands beneath his lab coat tightening and then relaxing.