Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 159

Chapter 160

Stella didn't step off the operating table until after five in the afternoon. The

surgery had been particularly complex, and Dr. Grant had told her it was a rare case-one she should observe from start to finish.

Fortunately, both the mother and her baby came through safe and sound.

Stella had barely settled into her office chair when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," she called.

The door swung open, and Quentin walked in.

Catching sight of him, Stella froze for a moment before quickly standing up. "Director Lockwood, what brings you here?"

Quentin closed the door behind him. Stella straightened, a little on edge. "Please, have a seat, Director Lockwood."

He smiled, warm brown eyes crinkling. "No need to be so formal. I just wanted to let you know the hospital is organizing an outreach clinic in the countryside at the start of next month. Would you be interested in joining?"

"A rural clinic?" Stella asked. "Where? And for how long?"

"Frostvale, up in Riverstead County. The conditions there are tough, and not many doctors or nurses are eager to volunteer."

Quentin adjusted his glasses, his tone gentle and genuine. “I'll be leading the team myself this time. Since it's such a challenging environment, I'm hoping our younger staff will really step up."

,

way,

count me

curved in a satisfied smile. "Dr. Joyner, you're a real asset to

"Director Lockwood, you're

of the Lockwood family, Quentin personally leading a rural medical team was an impressive display of leadership— at least on the

privately sum up Quentin's gesture with a silent, honest appraisal: what a

left, Stella's phone rang. It

you on duty tonight?" Briony

groaned. "Unpaid overtime!

task?" Briony wanted

month, I have to join some outreach clinic. Out in the middle of nowhere, too!" Stella massaged her sore neck.

replied. "I was hoping

...

drove over to pick Briony up from

Friday, and the Imperial Pavilion was bustling with families out for dinner. Briony had

inside, they ordered, and the waiter quietly closed the door

sip of tea, then glanced across the table.

looked surprised. "How did you know I

"If I couldn't tell you were preoccupied after ten years of friendship, what kind

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