My Ex Is the Gynecologist
After all, with Patrick's intelligence and charm, if he became a male escort, he'd be far beyond my reach.
I had already hit the jackpot with him. How could I ever deceive him?
I was about to explain when a soft voice called out, "Patrick, there's a joint consultation this afternoon. When are you free to discuss the treatment plan?"
Patrick didn't even look at me. Instead, he turned and said, "I can do it now, Dr. Gray."
I gave Dr. Gray a once-over. Since when did people wear makeup to work at the hospital?
It was light, but clearly intentional. At first glance, she seemed bare-faced. Moreover, she was wearing heels. What would she do if there were an emergency?