The Billionaire Who Saved Me - Chapter 6: Chapter 6

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a different room. My face was wrapped in bandages, leaving only my eyes, nostrils, and mouth visible.
"Lie still and don't speak. Speaking will affect the results of the surgery," a nurse's voice said.
As soon as she finished speaking, the ceiling above me opened, revealing an LCD monitor. On the screen were more than a dozen demands listed from one to many in a tightly packed grid.
The nurse placed a wireless mouse in my hand. I pointed it to the first item, "Drink water," and clicked. A straw immediately came up to my lips.
The nurse leaned in and reminded me gently by my ear, "Ms. Gordon, there's a call button on your left side. We're available 24 hours a day to assist you with anything you need."
The water was neither too hot nor too cold, just perfect. I took a few sips and waved my hand to signal her to take it away.
The nurse addressed me as Ms. Gordon. Yes, from today onward, there would be no more Madeline Lane. There would only be a woman named Katherine Gordon.
For the next week, the doctor came by daily for check-ups, and the nurses took great care of me. But Mason didn't show up even once.
I really wanted to ask where Mason had gone. But since that wasn't an option on the display screen, I didn't ask.
A week later, the bandages on my face were finally ready to be removed. I could make simple facial expressions as long as I didn't laugh too hard or make faces, and speaking was no longer a problem.
As I sat in front of the mirror, the doctor gently began to peel away the layers of bandages from my face. A strange face appeared in the mirror. Though my face was still a little swollen, it didn't take away from its beauty.
I wasn't bad-looking to begin with, but I could only describe myself as delicate.
This face, however, had a stunning beauty to it—a type of beauty that could make a man's eyes almost bulge with desire, as if he couldn't help but stare at it, drawn in completely.
This was only after the bandages had been removed. Once the swelling went down, it would be even more breathtaking.
"Perfect," the doctor and nurse cheered, clearly pleased with their work.
In contrast to their excitement, I didn't feel happy at all about my beauty. If anything, I was worried. This face was too striking, and I was afraid it would only bring me trouble.
"Are you not happy with yourself?" It was Mason's voice.
Through the mirror, I saw Mason standing in the doorway, looking weary from travel, holding an envelope in his hand.
I quickly turned around. "Where did you go?" But I moved too quickly, causing the stitches on my face to hurt. I winced and slowly turned my head back.
Mason had already walked up to me and handed me the envelope. "I went to get you a new identity. This contains your information and various documents. Take a look later and memorize everything."
"Okay, I understand." I nodded.
Earlier, I had wondered why Mason hadn't shown up. Now I understood that he had been busy handling my new identity. I was a bit touched.
I felt that Mason's attitude had softened a lot since he returned, but I wasn't sure why.
Before I could figure it out, he suddenly placed both hands on my shoulders. Looking at my face, he said, his tone surprisingly gentle, "I didn't just go out to get your identity. I also hired some teachers.
"Starting tomorrow, your training will begin. It'll be tough. Do you think you can handle it?"
His deep gaze locked onto my face, his eyes full of concern. I felt uneasy under his stare, and my face flushed with heat.
"No problem, I can handle anything," I replied. My voice made Mason furrow his brows slightly, before he let go of my shoulders.
He spoke in his usual calm tone, "Memorize the identity as soon as possible. I'll see you tomorrow." After that, he left quickly, like I was going to chase him away or something.
I wasn't stupid. I could tell from his changing attitude that his odd behavior just now was likely due to my new face.
I had a feeling I must look just like someone he knew very well—and their relationship was probably more than just ordinary.