Chapter 2 You're My Patient

Theodore raised his head and flung away her wrist. His cold eyes scanned Everleigh's face mercilessly and his voice was frightening.

"Do you know that I hate seeing your face?"

Was it not enough for her face to appear in his dreams? Why did she have to appear in front of him?

Everleigh quivered.

She stared into his cold and disgusted eyes blankly. Her throat felt dry and she could not even breathe.

Naturally, he resented her!

She did not want him to know that she was flustered. She pretended to be calm and averted her gaze. When she realized that the back of his hand was still bleeding, she turned to get some medical tape. She struggled to find her voice to speak.

"You're my patient."

She tore off a small section of tape. She wanted to fix the needle when Theodore's voice rang in her ears. There was a hint of loathing in his voice.

"Get out of here!"

Her hands froze. Her eyes flickered but she tried her best to keep her voice from breaking. She withdrew her hand and replied, "Then, I'll get the nurse to deal with it."

"I don't want to repeat myself." Theodore's voice grew colder and harsher.

The tension in the ward was palpable.

He felt sick when he saw her.

Everleigh felt a pang of sadness in her heart and replied dryly, "Okay." She put away the stethoscope and test report. She continued, "Okay... Just ring the bell if you need anything."

All she got in response was silence.

The man lying on the bed pursed his lips. He did not speak and she dared not approach him.

Everleigh had no intentions of embarrassing herself. She turned around to escape from the suffocating room.

Suddenly, the door opened and a clear voice echoed in the room. "Theodore... Are you feeling better?"

Everleigh followed the voice and spotted Josephine Bailey at the door. The latter was wearing a white wedding dress.

Josephine was lifting the train of her dress. Her smile froze when she caught sight of Everleigh.

Earlier, Josephine was trying out a wedding dress in the fitting room. Suddenly, the store assistant told her that Theodore fainted and he was rushed to the hospital. She did not even have time to change back into her usual clothes. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Everleigh at the hospital.

More importantly, Everleigh was Theodore's doctor!

Josephine tightened her grip around the train of her dress. Yet, she put on a smile swiftly and walked to the bed. She asked, "Everleigh? When... when did you come back?"

"A week ago," Everleigh answered truthfully.

Yes, it was a week ago. She was sent to the current hospital by the headquarters abroad. She was not planning to have her reunion like that.

Everleigh's heart ached at the sight of Josephine's wedding dress. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her pale face.

She shoved her fists back into her pocket and made room for Josephine.

"Oh, I see." Josephine was taken aback. She glanced at the man on the bed before turning to Everleigh. Theodore was silent while Everleigh seemed awkward. Immediately, Josephine understood what was going on.

She pretended as if nothing happened. She sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "Theodore, why did you suddenly pass out? You scared me."

Everleigh turned to the side and tried her best to hold herself together. She said flatly, "Mr. Godfrey fainted due to acute gastritis. You should pay attention to your diet in the future. It's better to cut down on greasy food and eat on time."

"Also..." She paused. She was not planning to speak but she could not stop herself. "Constantly skipping meals is probably a cause too."

Theodore narrowed his eyes. His gaze grew colder as he glared at her.

Skipping meals? Apparently, she remembered that!