Part 6 - Boss Daddy

The surgery had gone well, and my father was resting peacefully. The beeping of the monitoring equipment was the only noise I could hear in the quiet room.

I sat by my father's bedside, my fingers gently intertwined with his. I watched his chest rise and fall with each steady breath, a small smile of gratitude tugging at the corners of my lips. It was a moment I had feared might never come, and yet, here we were.

A nurse entered the room, checking the monitors and assessing my father's condition. She offered me a reassuring smile. "He's doing great. The surgery was a success. He'll need some time to recover, but he's on the right track."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, my voice choked with emotion. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

The nurse patted my shoulder gently before leaving the room.

I felt a profound sense of gratitude, not only for the medical team who had saved my father's life but also for Daxton. After I said yes to his proposal, he quickly arranged everything. And