Chapter: 1295

Gilda glanced around at the crowd. It seemed that everyone who was close to Norah in Glophia was present. Their appearance now could raise unnecessary questions about Norah's true identity.

“We should keep a low profile and safeguard her here. When are they expected to arrive?"

Gilda traced her fingers along the wall's rough surface, yearning to be by Norah's side. However, the Scott, Andrews, and Boyd families were all present...

Chayce answered, "They're coming in a week. They're bringing world-renowned doctors to care for Miss Wilson."

The news of Norah's car accident had prompted their offer of assistance.

When Gilda heard this news, a wave of relief washed over her. Her initial fears had been about them rejecting Norah, especially when she had first asked Chayce to reach out to them.

Their willingness to bring doctors along to help cure Norah before verifying her identity was a clear sign of their kindness.

"We should hire someone to guard Miss Wilson and wait until she awakens."

All eyes were on Norah, hoping she would open her eyes soon.

Gil's heart sank when he learned about Norah's plight.

Now it all made sense. Norah hadn't returned because she couldn't remember them. Sean had filled him in on Kason's actions; however, they harbored no ill feelings towards Kason. Rather, they were grateful that he had been there to rescue Norah.

Gil and his wife though that as long as Norah remained healthy and safe, nothing else mattered, even if she couldn't be with them.

Upon hearing they could visit Norah, they decided to go in small groups of four to prevent crowding and ensure there was enough fresh air.

Susanna, Joanna, Gil, and Trudy entered together. The sight of Norah lying on the bed brought tears to their eyes.

She lay there with an oxygen mask, her eyes shut, her skin so drained of the color that it seemed she might slip away at any moment.

The scar on the right side of her face was immediately noticeable.

Joanna barely held back her tears. Norah had always been so proud and beautiful; now, a large scar marred her right cheek like a crack on pristine porcelain.

What horrors had Norah faced while injured?

The thought alone filled Joanna with deep sadness.

Trudy's eyes brimmed with sympathy. “Poor Norah. The scar doesn't matter. As long as she's alive, that's all that counts.”

Gil remembered how vibrant and confident Norah had always been. He was confident that Norah, being the renowned Supernatural Doctor, would find a way to heal her facial scar.

"Yes, as long as she's alive, everything is alright. Norah, you must wake up soon. Trudy and I have missed you terribly."

With tears still streaming, Trudy managed a smile. “Norah, I've missed you so much. You've appeared in so many of my dreams."

Joanna chimed in, “Norah, I've cut my hair short. You haven't seen it yet, have you? Wake up soon. We still have so many places to visit together."