Chapter 55 Galatea, What Are You Thinking?


"She's from the Medical Research Institute of America," Alaric answered Mrs. Carrington nonchalantly. "The American Institute for Medical Science?" Mrs. Carrington was caught off guard.

"Surely you've heard of it, right? It's the pinnacle of the medical community. Galatea is the youngest medical professor there. True, there are many renowned doctors both here and abroad, but each has his or her specialty. Galatea's focus is on post-traumatic conditions. It was Cormac who specifically recommended her to me, and I spared no expense to bring her over from the American Institute for Medical Science."

He was confident Cormac would back up his lie.

"Really?" Skepticism laced Mrs. Carrington's voice.

"You can check for yourself," Alaric replied. "I said she's my fiancée for two reasons; to get Orion off my back and to cover up the fact that she's treating me. If word gets out that I suffer from after-effects that are getting worse, you can imagine the consequences."

Mrs. Carrington fell silent, giving Alaric the opening he needed. "With the sharks circling Nexus Innovations, if they sniff out my weakness, they'll throw everything they've got to thwart my recovery; or worse. Galatea is my lifeline. Should anything happen to her, I have no one else to address these complications - not at the moment, anyway."

"Enough," Mrs. Carrington cut in. "I'll take your word for it. Focus on your recovery. Getting well should be your priority."

"Will do." A sly chuckle escaped Alaric, who then added, "Aren't you planning a world tour? Have fun out there, and don't worry about me or the company."

"I hope to God you're right," she retorted. "Once you're better, we'll settle this matter."

Alaric breathed a sigh of relief. Putting his phone into his

phone

brings you to call me today?"

in the hospital, I happened to be out, so I wanted to give you a call to say thanks," Alaric

the phone and the public apology his precious daughter had been forced to make to Galatea on Facebook. Nevertheless, facing Alaric, Griffon had to contain his anger, giving a forced smile, "How's Galatea

promptly, "My mom

Carrington enjoying

candidly, "Our families, the Knights and the Nashs, go way back. Your brotherhood with my father was well-known, and in my heart, you're like a

can't work out with Orion, and you said you understood. When I mentioned Galatea was my fiancée, you offered your blessings, which I truly appreciate. I'm not asking you to explain things to my mother for

mean by that, Alaric?" Griffon

not idle like my mom now that she's retired. Maybe it's best if you cut back on the calls to her. She can be quite temperamental, and I wouldn't want her to

With that, Griffon ended the call and angrily threw the blanket beside him across the room. 'Alaric, are you choosing Galatea

hospital room, he found Galatea gazing out the window, her eyes holding

words, Galatea shook off her daydream and came back to reality, 'Sunshine? She'd love that. Lying in this hospital bed for so

but Alaric quickly said, "Just wait

out, but in no time, he wheeled in a wheelchair and positioned it by the bed. He then walked over to her and bent down. "What are you doing?" Galatea tensed up, realizing his

grin, seeing her resistance. "Didn't the doctor tell you that I was the one who cooled you down with a cold compress when you had that fever?" 'A cold compress?

of someone when they're

Ignoring her protests, Alaric picked her up and carefully settled her into the wheelchair, saying, "Isn't it the creed of you doctors to see only the patient, not the gender? You were just a patient, and I was merely helping you by bringing down the fever. What else are you thinking

placing Galatea in the wheelchair, he gently

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