Chapter 25 {Moving}

"Where is your hospital and the name?"

Dr. Greenwood provided the address and name of the hospital where the patient was being kept.

"The hospital is called St. Hope General Hospital," he said quietly.

"And the patient is being kept in a private room on the top floor."

"This is in Los Angeles?"

Dr. Greenwood nodded.

"Yes," he said quietly.

"St. Hope General Hospital is located in Los Angeles. It's a highly reputable hospital with some of the best medical facilities and staff in the city."

Isabella nodded as she listened to Dr. Greenwood's words.

"I see," she said quietly.

She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before speaking again.

"Very well," she said finally.

"I'll do the operation. I will need a private jet since I live in Pairs, second I will need to stay at some nice hotel, thirdly I want to find a good school for my three kids."

Dr. Greenwood's eyes widened in surprise at Isabella's agreement.

"Thank you," he said quietly.

"You have no idea how much this means to us."

Isabella opened her eyes and looked at Dr. Greenwood through the Lexeni phone screen, her expression serious.

"I'm doing this for scientific purposes," she stated firmly.

"And because I have never seen such a case like this before."

She paused for a moment before continuing.

"But understand that if things go wrong during the operation, it's not my responsibility."

"Since you told me everything just send a jet for me within tomorrow," Isabella said she yawned once again her eyes were so tired.

Dr. Greenwood nodded in understanding.

"Alright," he said quietly.

"I'll arrange for a private jet to pick you up tomorrow."

He paused for a moment before continuing. "Is there anything else you need?"

"A place to stay, also with this operation I need a caretaker for my three triplets," Isabella said.

Dr. Greenwood nodded, making a mental note of Isabella's requests.

"Of course," he said quietly.

"I'll arrange for a comfortable and secure place for you to stay in Los Angeles, and I'll also arrange for a trusted caretaker to look after your triplets while you're here."

Dr. Greenwood nodded again, his expression softening slightly as he spoke.

"I understand," he said quietly. "I'll make sure everything is arranged to your satisfaction."

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"Is there anything else you need or want me to know?"

"No."

Dr. Greenwood nodded, his expression serious.

"Alright," he said quietly.

"I'll make sure everything is arranged and ready for you when you arrive tomorrow."

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"Thank you again, Dr. Miracle Worker," he said sincerely.

"We are all very grateful for your help."

Dr. Greenwood hung up the call with Isabella and began making arrangements for her arrival and the complex surgery ahead.

Isabella yawned moving back to Los Angeles was strange but at the same time she can find her son sooner in America she doesn't believe someone would sell a child who who was first born five years. The next morning the three little kids looked at there mother was peacefully sleeping.

Isabella opened her eyes, feeling a little groggy from the long flight.

She sat up in bed and stretched her arms above her head, yawning loudly. The three little kids were sitting on the bed next to her, watching her with wide eyes.

Isabella smiled at them and reached out to ruffle their hair.

"Good morning," she said softly.

"Mommy are we moving?" Attitcus asked Isabella.

Isabella looked down at Atticus and her expression softened.

"Yes, sweetheart," she said gently.

"We're going to be moving soon."

She crouched down so that she was eye level with him and reached out to brush a strand of hair away from his face.

Atticus' eyes widened in surprise and excitement.

"We're moving? Really?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder.

Isabella nodded, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Yes," she said quietly.

"We're going to be moving soon."

The two other triplets were also listening intently.

"Wow!" Raven and Chloe.

Isabella chuckled softly as Raven and Chloe echoed Atticus' excitement.

"Yes," she said quietly.

"We're going to be moving soon."

She stood up and began getting dressed for the day.

The three little kids continued to watch her, their curiosity and excitement evident on their faces.

"Mommy, where are we moving to?" the triplets asked.

Isabella looked down at her triplets with a soft smile on her face. She knew that moving could be exciting for them but she also wanted to make sure that they were comfortable.

"We're moving to Los Angeles," she said gently.

"It's a big city with lots of things to do."

Isabella looked down at her triplets with a soft smile on her face. She knew that moving could be exciting for them but she also wanted to make sure that they were comfortable.

"We're moving to Los Angeles," she said gently.

"It's a big city with lots of things to do."

The triplets' eyes widened in excitement at the mention of Los Angeles.

"Los Angeles?" they exclaimed in unison.

"We're going to Los Angeles?"

They looked up at Isabella with wide smiles on their faces, already imagining all the fun things they could do there.

"Yeah," Isabella said.

"It's a big change, but I think we'll all enjoy it there."

"Yeah," Isabella said.

"It's a big change, but I think we'll all enjoy it there."

The triplets nodded eagerly, their eyes shining with excitement.

"We're going to love it there," Atticus said firmly.

Raven chimed in next.

"I can't wait to see all the sights."

"And maybe we'll even meet some new friends." Chloe added.

That afternoon a private jet came to pick them up. Isabella wore a face across her thin beautiful face. You saw her big scarlet eyes that shined brightly. The triplets were wide-eyed with excitement as they boarded the private jet. They had never flown in such a luxurious aircraft before, and they were amazed by the comfortable seats and spacious cabin.

Isabella followed behind them, a face of seriousness etched across her beautiful features. Her scarlet eyes scanned the interior of the jet before focusing on Atticus, Raven, and Chloe.

After the plane took off, Isabella settled into one of the plush seats, fastening her seatbelt. Isabella closed her eyes she felt so tired and worn out all she wanted to do was rest and never wake up again. As she closed her eyes she felt like the pilot was staring at her. As Isabella closed her eyes, she could feel the pilot's gaze on her. It was subtle at first, but then it became more intense, almost like he was studying her every move.

She tried to ignore it, but the feeling of being watched made her uneasy. She shifted in her seat and opened one eye slightly, trying to discreetly glance at the pilot.

The pilot couldn't help but notice how stunning Isabella looked. Her milky white skin, her long hair that cascaded down her shoulders in waves. Her beauty was almost mesmerizing.

He found himself unable to look away from her, his eyes tracing the curves of her body and the delicate features of her face.

Isabella, who was sitting comfortably in her seat on the private jet, seemed to be completely unaware of the pilot's admiring gaze. She was lost in her thoughts, probably thinking about the upcoming operation and what lay ahead.

After a while Isabella slept peacefully with her mouth open. The pilot couldn't resist anymore he took a picture of Isabella.

The pilot tried to compose himself and focus on flying the plane, but his mind kept wandering back to Isabella's stunning beauty.

The pilot, unable to resist the temptation any longer, quietly took out his phone and snapped a picture of Isabella as she slept peacefully with her mouth open.

He looked at the photo for a moment before quickly hiding it away again. His heart was racing as he realized what he had just done.

As the plane continued to fly, the pilot couldn't stop thinking about the photo of Isabella that he had just taken.

He knew it was wrong, but something about her drew him in like a moth to a flame. Her beauty was almost hypnotic, and he found himself wanting to know more about her.