LOGINQuentin squeezed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around Talia possessively. Talia tried to push him away, but she couldn't move him. So, she had no choice but to give in.Quentin held her tight, pressing her back firmly against his chest. He rested his chin in the hollow of her neck, his warm breath against her ear.His voice was rough and magnetic. "Are you scared?"Talia paused, then asked, "Scared of what?"Quentin said bluntly, "Your surgery is tomorrow."Talia said, "No, I'm not scared."But the truth was, she felt at least a little anxious. Even though she was a doctor herself, she understood the risks of surgery all too well.Every surgery carried risk, especially one like hers that had required breaking and resetting bone. Just thinking about it made a cold sweat break out across her skin.Quentin sensed Talia's fear and held her tighter. "It'll be okay. I'll stay with you the whole time. When you come out of the operating room, I'll be the first person you see."Tal
Henry dragged Jerry into the stairwell, where Jerry yanked his hand free.Jerry was furious. "Why did you drag me out here? I can't stand watching him gloat like that. What does he have that you don't?"You're one of the top doctors in the field. You've got patents, and you make more than enough money to keep her comfortable for life. What are you so afraid of? Even if that Playboy has money, how is he better than you?"Henry stood by the window, letting the cold wind ruffle his hair. His mind was a mess, like something heavy was pressing on his chest.He felt like he couldn't breathe. The image of Quentin leaning down to kiss Talia kept replaying in his mind, impossible to shake.After a long while, he finally exhaled heavily. "Jerry, it's not his problem. It's mine."Jerry stepped forward and grabbed Henry's shoulder. "What problem?"Henry looked lost, his eyes even beginning to glisten. "Jerry, I can't learn to fight and compete like him. I can't learn to be aggressive and do
Just as the wheelchair was about to pass him completely, Henry suddenly reached out and gripped the handle. His eyes were red as he looked at Talia. "Talia, I need to talk to you."Talia gently removed Quentin's hand from the wheelchair and turned to Henry. "Okay."Henry's voice was thick with emotion. "Jerry and I came to see if your leg is ready for surgery."Talia looked down, her tone heavy with apology. "Thank you for coming all this way."She could sense Henry's feelings for her, but she had nothing to offer him in return. She'd turned him down clearly several times, yet Henry still went out of his way to be good to her.Letting Henry see that had been cruel. But maybe now he'd finally understand and let go.Henry caught the apology on Talia's face, and he relaxed slightly. "Let's get you back to your room."Talia simply nodded without saying anything.Seeing her agree, Henry stepped forward to push the wheelchair, but the moment his hand touched the handle, Quentin's han
Talia's voice was soft, yet somehow it carried a reassuring strength that put Quentin at ease. He stood behind the wheelchair, his smile deepening without him realizing it.Melissa looked at Talia. The certainty in Talia's voice seemed to embarrass her. "I understand. I'll ask Yvonne more about what happened that day."Talia nodded, then looked at Melissa with concern. "How is Yvonne doing? Is it serious?"Melissa smiled gently. "She has already been examined. The doctor said it's nothing serious."Relief washed over Talia.She actually knew a bit about Yvonne's condition. Because the girl loved snacks, she had developed swollen lymph nodes in her stomach, and frequent pain was normal. But aside from this minor issue, there was nothing else to worry about.After praising Maeve for a few minutes, Melissa mentioned that she needed to head out and get some food for Yvonne.Talia quickly suggested, "Then get something light. She shouldn't have anything too heavy right now."Melissa
"Hello, Christian." The moment the call connected, Talia greeted Christian urgently.Christian's voice was sharp. "Why did it take you so long to answer?"Talia ignored the question. "Is that all you wanted to say?"Christian paused for a moment before speaking again. "The teacher called. Yvonne has a stomachache. She's in the emergency room at your hospital. Go check on her."Every sentence he spoke was an order. He hadn't even asked about her injury. After a long silence, Talia finally asked, "How am I supposed to go see her?"Christian replied, "I'll have someone take you. I'm not back yet, so you'll have to go."Talia instinctively refused. "Christian, I'm not going. I..."Before she could finish speaking, Quentin wrapped his arm around her waist and leaned down to kiss her again. At the same time, Christian's voice continued on the phone, but after a few words, Quentin reached for the phone and ended the call.Talia struggled in his arms. Quentin held her tighter and kisse
A few words from Quentin were all it took to turn Talia's face completely red.She wanted to retreat, but Quentin was right in front of her, and with the injury on her leg, there was no escaping his gaze. Left with no choice, she reluctantly turned back to look at him.The moment their eyes met, Talia's heart seemed to skip a beat. Despite his roguish expression, his eyes were unbearably sincere.Talia quickly looked away. She refused to look at him or say a single word.When she refused to speak, he pressed her. "What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"Talia scoffed. "Mind your own business."The more she refused to answer, the more curious he became.He leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against her skin as he whispered against her earlobe. "Are you thinking about my body?"Talia's face flushed even deeper. She turned away. "No."Quentin's smile widened. "So I'm right?"Talia didn't want to hear any more. She whipped her head around and snapped at him.
Upon hearing her resolute answer, Quentin let out a sneer and said, "You finally know how I feel."Talia stayed silent. She knew that he was about to start saying things that made no sense again. She didn't understand him, so she simply chose not to engage.Only then did Quentin turn to look at he
The sudden question caught Nancy off guard. But after a moment, she understood what Christian was asking.Before Nancy could say anything, he studied her eyes in the mirror and asked, "You don't want to?"Nancy quickly explained, "No, I was just thinking that I'm not Yvonne's biological mother. Wo
Talia curled up weakly on the hospital bed, while Margaret stood over her like a storm of fury."Talia, how dare you abort Christian's baby! Do you have a death wish?" Margaret hissed each word as if it were a knife.Talia was too weak to respond. She looked at Margaret but said nothing.Her sile
The woman lowered her head and spat directly into Shayla's slightly open mouth.The spit landed squarely in Shayla's mouth. A wave of intense nausea washed over her instantly, and she began to retch uncontrollably.The woman didn't care at all and slapped Shayla hard across the face. "Bitch, letti







