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Karina questioned herself. "What am I even thinking? Dr. Wilfred has been so kind to me. What does his personal life have to do with me?"

For someone as emotionally oblivious as Karina, the realization hit her hard. She was acting out of character. The subtle closeness she had felt toward Wilfred, born of gratitude, now felt awkward and unwarranted. A pang of guilt surged through her, making her want to retreat entirely.

Wilfred, noticing her silence, assumed she had concerns. "Why aren't you saying anything? If you have any reservations, speak up now. We can deal with them together."

He didn't like leaving issues unresolved, which was why he offered so openly.

But how could Karina let him know what was on her mind?

Even imagining the look of disdain that might cross Wilfred's face if he found out made her feel as though she were being ripped apart from the inside.

Steeling herself under his questioning gaze, she forced a smile and said casually, "No concerns. Miss Walker was very easy to talk to. We had a pleasant conversation that day."

As soon as she finished, she noticed Wilfred's brows relax, and guilt stabbed at her chest.

For the first time, she lied to Wilfred-half-truths intertwined with half-lies, and somehow, she managed to pull it off.

Wilfred didn't seem to suspect anything. He was perceptive, yes, but not a mind reader. And he certainly wasn't well-versed in understanding women's thoughts. The only time he noticed something was amiss was when women made blatant advances. Besides, he trusted Karina.

that she didn't mind Nina's actions, his attitude toward her softened noticeably. "Come sit down. No need to stand there. While you're here, take a look at this-our

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