Chapter 93 : Pairing up for the ball (1)
The next day, after a comprehensive full-body scan and a few hours of poking and prodding by overzealous medics—who seemed way too excited about his healing rate—Alex was finally discharged from the medical center.
Freedom never felt so good.
He took the lift to the 10th floor, where his penthouse suite awaited—his personal haven away from chaos. The moment the sleek metal walk-like doors slid open with a soft chime, a warm, mechanical voice greeted him.
{ Welcome back home, Alex. Have you fully recovered? }
A smile tugged at Alex’s lips as the familiar synthetic tone echoed through the room. He dropped onto the couch and stretched his arms with a sigh of relief.
"Nice to meet you again, Zara," he replied with genuine warmth. "I’m really glad to be back. You have no idea how much I missed you—and this house."
{ I’m flattered. Shall I prepare a bath? Or would you like something to eat first? }
Alex blinked and chuckled. "Thanks, Zara. I’ll take both. A nice, hot bath and a good meal. I just want to rest a little... I’ve got classes starting tomorrow, and a mountain of studying waiting to crush my soul."
{ Understood. I will prepare them right away. Please inform me if you need anything else. And... }
There was a subtle pause, almost like she was trying to sound motherly.
{ ...be more careful from now on, so you don’t hurt yourself again. }