All Chapters of The Brilliant Second Life of Doctor 'Vicious' Harper: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The air in the office felt suffocatingly heavy.Chase’s eyes were dark pools of icy anger, sharp enough to cut. He looked like a wild beast cornered, ready to devour the girl standing before him with nothing more than a glance.Harper met his gaze reluctantly, a chill creeping into her chest.The man’s face was stern, his voice low and commanding. “You’re my wife. Whatever I do to you is legal and justified.”“But forced fruit never tastes sweet,” she said bluntly, refusing to back down.Chase ground his teeth, tightening the hand on her jaw. “Who said I like sweet fruit?”Before Harper could respond, his lips covered hers again.This kiss was nothing like the gentle one earlier. He forced his tongue past her teeth, aggressively tangling with hers, domineering and unyielding.Harper froze, her eyes wide, staring at his storm-dark face and the violent fury in his gaze.

Camden drove Harper to a high-end restaurant.After they were seated, he carefully ordered for her, then looked at her warmly.“You don’t look very well, Harper,” he said softly, still refined and elegant as ever.Harper chuckled lightly. “Senior, are you reading faces now?”He laughed softly at her joke, then returned his full attention to her.She was like a clear, pristine lotus flower, as beautiful as ever.“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, bringing a cherry tomato to her lips.“You’re just like when you were little—pure and adorable,” he replied honestly.The tomato burst slightly, juice splattering on her crimson lips.Camden picked up a napkin, stood, and gently wiped it away for her.Harper froze, instinctively wanting to refuse, but he smiled while cleaning it and returned to his seat.She felt a little embarrassed.After a moment, Ca

Following Chase’s instructions, Harper headed to the underground parking garage.The moment she stepped in, she froze. Rows of limited-edition luxury cars filled the massive space, gleaming under the lights.She knew this was just a small glimpse of the Gallagher family fortune. Most of Chase’s assets were actually overseas.Glancing at the car keys in her hand, she quickly located the corresponding vehicle.The door to the private garage opened slowly, revealing a white Maserati parked inside.Harper’s eyes widened. A car like this made her heart skip a beat. She immediately pulled out her phone to call Chase, but the line was busy.Checking her watch, she realized it was already late. Feeling slightly unwell—probably from the chill—she decided to just drive the car home for now and return it tomorrow.She glanced at the luxurious bag on the passenger seat and let out a small, embarrassed laugh. Today&rs

Back at the Gallagher residence, the family doctor immediately examined Harper, diagnosed her, and set up an IV for her at home.Harper drifted in and out of a dazed sleep, wrapped in the wide, comfortable bed, for more than three hours.Chase didn’t leave her side for a moment.Her body alternated between chills and heat; at one point, she kicked off the blanket. Chase patiently tucked it around her again, and heard her muttering softly.He leaned closer to listen, but her words were broken and incomprehensible.Harper seemed to be dreaming several dreams at once—one moment she was locked in a mental hospital by Phoebe, the next she was touring Green Garden with Camden. One moment joy, the next a sudden shiver.As her sole companion, Chase watched in silent worry. The scene was almost heart-stopping.The doctor had left, but Chase’s concern didn’t fade. With no other options, he called in AI Doc.&ldquo

Harper lingered on the balcony for a long while before finally returning to the bed.She fiddled with her phone, but her mind refused to settle.Eventually, she dialed Carissa, letting her know she wouldn’t be going home tonight.She lay back, manuscripting through her phone, playing games for what felt like hours. Rubbing her eyes, she checked the clock—already past midnight.Her mood grew heavier with every passing minute.Almost midnight, and she hesitated. Should she call Chase?But calling him… would mean admitting she’d been waiting for him.Her heart ached with indecision, yet she couldn’t resist the urge to dial.Bored, she remembered what Chase had said that afternoon: at midnight, BioL Group’s official social media would announce Phoebe’s dismissal.Not one for gossip, Harper nevertheless needed something to pass the time.She got out of bed and sat at her compu