Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1425

Originally, they thought Adora was crying because she felt sorry for Nathaniel's serious injury.

Little did they know, she was crying because she could not see Nathaniel wearing a dress.

Nathaniel could not help but think the years of affection seemed to have been in vain.

Adora cried pitifully, even hiccupping.

Lionel quickly patted her back, helping her burp.

"You'll see it eventually, Adora. Be patient. Uncle Nate's still injured, and it'll hurt him if you keep holding onto his cast like that."

He shot Nathaniel frantic glances while speaking.

Nathaniel understood and immediately supported his right arm, which was in a cast, with his left hand, gasping sharply as his brows furrowed with pain.

Adora obediently released her grip on his cast, sitting beside him with tear-filled eyes, blinking occasionally.

"Uncle Nate, did I hurt you?"

Nathaniel warmly smiled, "It's okay, I can handle it."

Lionel saw through Nathaniel's exaggerated pain and again rolled his eyes in disdain.

Adora stared at Nathaniel's arm cast, asking timidly, "I thought I'd finally see you and Uncle Lionel wearing dresses today. I didn't expect your injury to be so serious. How much longer do you need to recover?"

"Well…" Nathaniel glanced at Lionel.

Lionel stood not far behind Adora, gesturing wildly with his eyes.

Then, he raised three fingers.

Nathaniel understood instantly.

"With fractures like this, the recovery period is quite long. The doctor advised at least a hundred days of rest to heal the bones and tendons. So, it might take about three months."

Lionel nodded approvingly, silently giving Nathaniel a thumbs-up.

Adora furrowed her brows, pondering for a while.

"Does it really take that long? But Daddy said you've been practicing martial arts since you were a child, and you're in great shape. You'll probably recover in a few days."

Lionel and Nathaniel were both speechless.

Lionel seemed to have a knack for telling lies too.

Nathaniel lounged against the headboard, raising an eyebrow and giving Lionel a meaningful gaze with his deep blue eyes.

Lionel shot him a fierce glare in return.

It was as if they were having a silent showdown.

Adora looked at Nathaniel, then at Lionel, raising a doubt.

"Uncle Lionel, that doesn't sound right."

Lionel looked puzzled and asked, "What's not right?"

"You have to fulfill the bet by wearing a skirt and cleaning the toilet, and you'll have to do it sooner or later. And since you're not injured, why not do it today?" Adora reasoned.

Lionel was taken aback.

He shook his head, resisting, "I'm not in a hurry. I'll do it with Nathaniel later, and we'll clean the entire lab's toilets. Isn't that perfect?"