Chapter 309

Marsha felt like swearing at him. However, she bit back her words, settling for shooting Charles a fiery look along with an indignant huff in order to leave the hospital. He was being infuriating on purpose.

Charles had the urge to prod her puffed-up cheeks but held back. After all, she seemed like a balloon ready to explode.

Hazel was on the verge of speaking, worried about a possible confrontation.

Just then, Charles said, "Let's go."

Her heart, which had felt like it was lodged in her throat, finally returned to its usual place. She was relieved as long as things didn't escalate into a physical altercation.

Charles was the first to head out, with Marsha trailing reluctantly behind him. He guided Marsha and Hazel through a maze of corridors, utilizing a surgical elevator and swiping a card to access the doctors' private parking area.

Arriving at a red Ferrari, Charles opened the driver's side door and got in first.

The moment he took his seat, he noticed Marsha reaching for the back door of the car. He lowered the window and said to her, "Thinking of sitting in the back and making me your driver?"

hips, she was just about to challenge Charles when a voice echoed from the parking lot's edge. "Did Marsha

the next instant, Marsha briskly moved around the front of the vehicle and swung

that moment, the fans appeared from around

crept onto his face,

though her ears betrayed

had vanished. Now, as

a mock serious expression and said,

Hazel discreetly observed the interaction between Marsha and Charles, keeping her

her arms and sulked as she sat in silence

the car's navigation system, and

on both sides, anticipating her appearance. She pinched the bridge

being swarmed by fans. Why were the fans so eager? It was beginning to

drove

stereo,

played helped ease Marsha's nerves. She settled back into her seat and looked over at Charles. "No surgeries today? Aren't

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