Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 227

Summer POV

Daisy glared at me.

I heard a chuckle from the front and knew that it was Alex.

I continued, “You know, I’m not sure where you got your information, but I’m not here to be anyone’s entertainment. I came to do my job. So if you’re done making assumptions, I’d appreciate it if we could focus on the task at hand.”

Daisy’s anger rippled in waves. “Don’t think too much of yourself, maid. I’ll see you!”

I shrugged with one shoulder and turned my face to look out. I wasn’t answerable to her, so I didn’t care.

The hospital was a buzz of activity. We were all rounded up, given gloves and caps, and taken inside by a group of nurses headed by Dr. Elias. He guided

us to the children’s ward.

As we all walked inside, I felt like I was walking into a different world. The other contestants looked so comfortable, so confident. They were dressed in beautiful clothes, carrying bags full of expensive gifts for the children. It was clear that they came from wealthy families, unlike me. Laura had asked me to win the contest for her, but she hadn’t given me the resources. I was sure she knew what the first contest was, but she didn’t bother to give me money

for it.

So I didn’t have anything to give but my time and my heart.

The hospital was bustling with activity. Children in beds, nurses running around, and the hum of machines in the background. The other contestants were already giving their donations, talking to the staff, and observing kids. I stood back, feeling small and out of place. I was flustered. What was i supposed to do? I didn’t have the money or the gifts that they had.

I watched Daisy, one of the other contestants, hand over a large check to the hospital staff. “For the children’s ward,” she said, with a smile that was too

sweet to be real. “I hope this helps.”

The staff smiled and thanked her. “Wow!” the staff said, looking at the check. “Twenty thousand dollars!”

Daisy giggled as she looked at others proudly. “This is nothing. I just want the children to get the best facilities.” Then she glanced at me and scoffed. “I don’t know how others are going to contribute. Not everyone can afford good money.” I knew it was a jab on me, but I remained quiet.

One of the other girls, Lexi, handed over a basket filled with expensive toys and a check of ten thousand dollars. The children’s eyes lit up as she showed them what she had brought. They were all smiles, happy to receive the colorful toys. Other contestants doled out their checks and toys for the children,

which the nurses collected and took to the side.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to find Tamara, smiling at me. “Don’t worry, Summer,” she said gently. “You don’t need to have a lot of money to make an impact.”

I nodded, appreciating her words, but still, I felt like I was falling short. I couldn’t help but feel that I wasn’t good enough. All the other contestants had so much more to offer, but I had nothing. I stood there, unsure of how to start, when one of the nurses came over to me. “Would you like to donate something?” she asked kindly.

“Uh, yes,” I said, my voice soft. “I would love to.”

As the other contestants walked away, she led me to a room where several children were sitting, some on beds, others in wheelchairs. They smiled shyly when they saw me. I sat down next to a little girl who was holding a stuffed bear, her face pale but her eyes bright.

“What’s your name?” I asked her softly.

“Jolly,” she whispered.

“I’m Summer,” I said with a smile. “I’m here to spend some time with you today.”

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She nodded, her fingers clutching the bear tightly. I glanced around the room, and I saw a shelf filled with books.

Then I had an idea.

I wasn’t rich, but I had something to give: my time, my attention, and my heart. I decided to spend time with these kids in a way that no one else seemed to be doing. I didn’t have a basket of toys to give them, but I could offer myself.

I leaned closer to Jolly. “Do you want to hear a story?” I asked.

Hér face lit up. “Yes, please!” she said, her voice soft but excited. Almost all other kids became interested.

I smiled and began telling her a story about a magical kingdom where everyone was kind and loved each other. As I spoke, I noticed the other kids gathering around. They were all interested, listening intently to every word. It felt like magic, the way they all came together to hear the story. It was as if, for a moment, they forgot about their illnesses and just enjoyed the simple joy of a story.

When I finished, Jolly clapped her hands. “That was amazing, Summer! Can you tell us another story?”

I laughed softly. “I’ll tell you another one soon, but first, why don’t we draw some pictures of the magical kingdom? We can make our own drawings of the characters.”

The children eagerly agreed, and soon I was sitting with them, coloring and drawing together. It was a small thing, but it made them happy, and it made

ne happier. They weren’t interested in the toys or the gifts that the other contestants had brought. They just wanted to feel seen and heard, to have someone care about them for who they were, not for what they had.

me

As I looked around the room, I saw the nurses smiling at me, nodding in approval, and a few were in tears. I felt like I was making a real connection with the children, and that meant more than anything else.

“You’ve done something that no one else did,” murmured one of the nurses as she came to me. “Sometimes, even their parents don’t have enough time to spend with them.”noveldrama

I smiled softly. “Parents are overrated.” My father sold me to clear his debt. What else could I say about parents?

The nurse laughed, shaking her head.

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