Chapter 1742

Karina had never seen that particular look in Wilfred's eyes before.

The emotions were subtle, hidden beneath the surface, almost imperceptible unless one paid close attention. Having spent so much time by his side recently, she had grown adept at reading his subtle expressions.

"Sorry, Dr. Wilfred, have I caused trouble for you again?" she asked hesitantly, her guilt written all over her face.

Wilfred lifted his gaze, ready to deliver a prepared response. Yet, faced with her earnest eyes, his words faltered, and what he finally said was, "From now on, you don't need to call me 'Dr. Wilfred' every time."

"Then what should I call you? Mr. Wilfred?" she asked tentatively.

""Just my name."

Wilfred's voice was calm as he used his knife and fork to cut into his steak. His dark lashes framed eyes that seemed to glimmer with depth, as if they held secrets untold.

Despite his cool demeanor, Karina felt a small surge of satisfaction and smiled.

Wilfred, but in private, I'll call you Wilfred," she said with a

uttered his name, Wilfred's hand paused ever so slightly before

recent days. The shadows of worry and schemes seemed to dissipate, leaving her feeling lighthearted and determined as she held the patient files Wilfred had

hours, she overheard a group

hospital? This isn't some shabby clinic. It's the

got in through connections. Look at how close she is to Dr. Wilfred. Who knows what underhanded tricks

file tightened as tremors ran through her fingers. She

froze

Norman! We weren't saying anything.

grabbed some supplies and mumbled, "Oh, right! I just remembered, Room

"Don't go!"

say whatever you want about me-I can take it. But spreading rumors about Dr. Wilfred? That's where I draw the line. His professionalism is obvious to everyone here. How can you smear his

reminded Karina of the

same kind of baseless slander, carried out with malicious intent and an appalling

to

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