To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Shall I Wait for You?

Alec decided to come back the next day instead of waiting till the end of Jenny’s operation. After all, his grandfather’s birthday was the day after the next, so there was still time to invite her.

When he entered his car and was about to head to work, Yvonne called him.

“Alec, are you free this afternoon? Come shopping with me. I haven’t been back for two years, and Parrington has changed a lot.”

“Sorry, I’ll be busy this afternoon.” Alec refused her invitation. If it weren’t for Jenny, he would have agreed. However, after the incident with Jenny, he had an unexplainable dislike for the Dickmans. Since Jenny didn’t like Yvonne, he didn’t want to be too close to her.

Yvonne didn’t expect to be rejected. Although she was angry, she didn’t lash out at him. Instead, she said, “The day after tomorrow is your grandfather’s birthday. I want to choose a gift for him, but I don’t know what he likes, so I just-”

Although he couldn’t see her, Alec could imagine the sad look on her face. It caused him to waver. “Alec, I thought we’d still be friends no matter how long we were apart, but I guess that was just my wishful thinking,” she said sadly.

Frowning. Alec finally asked, “Where are you? I’ll pick you up.”

In the end, he gave in because Yvonne was his good friend. When he lost his parents, apart from his grandfather’s care, Yvonne helped him a lot by being by his side. He couldn’t be so ruthless to her.

“I’m at home,” Yvonne replied, grinning. “Shall I wait for you?”

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Alec drove to her place.

Around 6.00 pm, Jenny exited the operating room after her surgery, accompanied by Morgan.

“Dr. Walter, you’re amazing,” she chattered. After watching the entire surgery, Morgan was overflowing with admiration for Jenny.

Jenny replied nonchalantly, “It’s nothing amazing. It’s common for neurosurgeons to do surgeries like this. Perhaps you haven’t seen enough.”

“That’s not true,” Morgan retorted. “I have observed other doctors, but they don’t have the same air of relaxed confidence as you.”

“Well, it comes with practice,” Jenny explained.

When they returned to the office, Jenny packed up her things and prepared to leave. Morgan watched her with a small smile before she announced, “Dr. Walter, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Glancing at her, Jenny folded her hands across her chest. She watched her closely and asked, “Do you need something from me?”

“Well, I need a small favor from you,” Morgan answered. “I’m going to attend a birthday party in two days. My dad wants me to choose the gifts, but I don’t have a clue.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“You’re telling me you want me to help you pick out presents?” Jenny asked.

“Well, you are more mature than me and more thoughtful about things. So you’ll be better at choosing gifts.” She had thought about asking Jenny for help on the fly. Her ulterior motive was to get closer to Jenny

Jenny checked her phone. She had no appointments that night, and she happened to be a little bored. Hence, she nodded in agreement.

“Okay, but I can’t guarantee that the birthday person will like what I choose.”

After all, gifts should be chosen based on the recipient’s likes. From her conversation with Morgan, she could tell that Morgan didn’t know what the birthday star liked. Therefore, it would be difficult to pick a gift.

“That’s fine. Let’s just do our best. They won’t pay too much attention to my gift.”

The gift recipient was Old Mr. Faust, so there was no way he would pay any mind to her gift. Her father’s. only request for the gift was to make sure it wasn’t embarrassing.