She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 430: And I Don’t Want Money

Sensing the tension between the two, Eddie took a step forward with his handsome face adorned with a warm and charming smile, akin to a gentle breeze in spring.

“Mr. Foley, Cheyenne is already exhausted. If you don’t mind, allow me to change your bandages,” he offered.

As soon as Eddie’s hand reached out, Kelvin deftly sidestepped, his deep-set eyes coldly fixated on Eddie with an eerie glint.

Parting his thin lips, he uttered a rather conceited remark, “You’re not qualified enough.”

Eddie was momentarily stunned by the ambiguous statement, his heart skipping a beat, but his smile grew deeper.

Nonchalantly shrugging and stepping back, he said, “If Mr. Foley doesn’t want my help, then so be it. However, Cheyenne is genuinely exhausted.”

Cheyenne overheard their conversation, assuming that Kelvin looked down on Eddie due to his lower social status, hence refusing his assistance.

Fuming with anger, she scolded, “Kelvin, that’s enough! Eddie is the youngest person ever to receive a medical award before turning twenty. If he’s not qualified enough, then why don’t you go to Nightingale to have your wounds treated?”

Kelvin was really jealous when Cheyenne defended another man in front of him.

Eddie discreetly couldn’t help but chuckle at Cheyenne’s defense of him. He subtly pushed his glasses up his nose and spoke to comfort her, “It’s alright, Cheyenne. Mr. Foley is of high status and wealth, whereas I’m just a humble doctor. It’s nothing.”

Kelvin’s initial intention was solely to have Cheyenne tend to his wounds, but after Eddie’s comment, it seemed as if Kelvin was looking down on Eddie instead.

But how could someone as proud as Mr. Foley possibly apologize to a doctor?

With a pair of gloomy eyes fixed on Eddie, his voice, seemingly forced through clenched teeth, resonated, “Mr. Zamora, you truly have impressed me.”

Unfazed, Eddie met that piercing gaze with poise, clasping his hands together in front of him, and lowering his gaze to observe his own hands.

other esteemed senior doctors. Cheyenne had an exhausting night, and she hasn’t even had breakfast yet. I would feel sorry for her hunger,”

he know that Kelvin interpreted his words differently. A sarcastic snort followed. “And what exactly are you to

The hospital officially closes at twelve. As the director,

his argument, her eyes widening in anger, and her crimson lips

sharper, “Are you suggesting that you’d replace a surgeon just because you haven’t eaten before going into the operating room?” “I…” Cheyenne

situation to lying on

frustrated by Mr. Foley’s unreasonable statements, Eddie coughed lightly and intervened, attempting

wound first, and I’ll go buy you breakfast? What would you like to

help but let out a light exclamation, her eyes shining, and she smiled a bit embarrassedly, “Is this okay? Thank you

the last thing we need is for you to

must be

warning

dumplings with milk, from that restaurant in city south. Mr. Zamora, could you take care of it? I’ll have my

How did Kelvin

temper, his face couldn’t help but darken. His hands, buried in

it’s something I should

his slender figure growing farther in the distance…

figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that Kelvin withdrew his gaze, his

smile of a child who

She had been lying on

looked at him with an annoyed expression, “Come on,

stunned for a second. Then

slowly, elegantly undoing the top two buttons of his shirt,

apple bobbed

on his neck stood out, exuding the

involuntarily blushed, her mind filled with the image of him undressing just

daydreaming, Kelvin actually placed his