Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

The stairs…it was like a bridge.

Maya did not cry because she was not home.

Am I hallucinating?

Her heart pounded in her chest. The hallucinations that would appear from time to time were simply a nightmare for her. I will find out what is wrong with me when I get to the hospital.

When she reached the hospital, Stephen accompanied her to the doctor’s room.

“How did you injure yourself?” The doctor asked.

“I tripped and fell down the stairs,” Nicole confessed.

“I’ll deal with your wound first then.”

Nicole thanked him, “Alright, thank you.”

As he watched the doctor disinfect his daughter’s wound, Stephen grew more worried and bombarded the doctor with questions, “Is the injury serious? When will it heal? Will it leave a scar?”

“It is not a small cut. We will have to wait to see if it will leave a scar,” the doctor clarified.

felt like a thorn stabbing

she thought about was whether Evan would still love

that Evan would still love her if it

he did not mind, she could not accept it. As a woman, her face was her most important feature. She could not bear the thought of

it does not leave a scar. I don’t

will do my

“Thank you.”

gauze and gave her some medicine while explaining certain precautions she should

I think I have a superficial wound on my arm. Will you please take

“Okay.”

at the white gauze around her arm and

reached out her arm and gently touched the bandage on her face with concern. Instantly, she

really like how I look. I don’t mind if my arm ends up

is there anywhere else you feel unwell?” Stephen asked

gave her a check-up but found nothing abnormal. He told her that it

to stress and lack of

Garden, she headed straight to her

on her face. Secondly, she felt uneasy that her

her disguise, smiled smugly. Her eyes lit

her scheme, but she managed to make Nicole hurt her face. God must be watching