Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 307

Charles returned to the keyboard, typing as he said, "I'm going to prescribe a new medication for you. It's crucial that you take it regularly, stick to a consistent schedule, and monitor your diet. Otherwise..."

He paused, glancing back at Marsha. "You'll be facing surgery. It's up to you."

Charles didn't want to hide anything from Marsha; she deserved to be informed. Yet Marsha appeared uninterested.

After receiving the report and passing it to Hazel, she simply said, "Okay, I'll be cautious."

She wasn't particularly concerned about her body. If it lasted another day, that was okay, and if it didn't, that was fine too. The thought of death didn't scare her at all. If it weren't for Hazel's insistence, she wouldn't have bothered coming to the hospital.

Charles instantly recognized Marsha's feigned indifference and a surge of anger welled up within him.

He paused his activities and turned to face her. "If you maintain this attitude, I'll have no choice but to inform Ms. Yates and have her keep an eye on you." He knew they were close friends.

last few days, he also uncovered that Suzanne was actually the

she hadn't told Suzanne about her illness. The only reason she wouldn't mention it

up at Charles. Her

doctor, offering reminders was one thing, but resorting to threats? Marsha's anger flared, and she was prepared to confront

the air and swiftly moved forward with a cheerful smile to ease it. "Thank you, Dr. Jennings. Marsha will surely

a low voice, she urged, "Marsha, please. Your health is the most important thing. If you continue like this, Mr. Padget might actually

Despite everything, she still felt a twinge of fear toward Logan. If he actually put a stop to all her work,

a sharp look, mumbling, Intractable." He had never encountered someone so obstinate! If she didn't value her own well-being, why should he? Yethe couldn't help but feel

inhaled deeply a few times, reminding herself to remain composed. She knew she couldn't

writing

respond to her and carried on with typing out the instructions. Once he was done, he put the newly printed instructions in

and got to her feet. Looking at Charles, she