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.

me displeasing, the hospital has 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

words differently. A sarcastic

before continuing, “It’s only ten o’clock. The hospital officially closes at twelve. As the director, Cheyenne, do you intend to refuse patients seeking

argument, her eyes widening in anger, and her crimson lips pouting with frustration. “Didn’t

you’d replace a surgeon just because you haven’t eaten before going into the operating room?” “I…” Cheyenne was at a loss

to lying on

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

about you tend to Mr. Foley’s wound first, and I’ll

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

thing we need is for you to starve.

you must be up to

warning him

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

surprised. How did Kelvin know what she

hands, buried in his coat pockets, clenched into fists as he tried his

it’s something

saying that, he turned and left, his slender figure growing

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

the proud smile of a child who had successfully played

and stretched her shoulders. She had been lying on her stomach for

at him with an annoyed expression, “Come

stunned for a second.

moved slowly, elegantly undoing the top two buttons

apple bobbed up and

lines on his neck stood out, exuding the mature aura

fixed, and she involuntarily blushed, her mind filled with

was daydreaming, Kelvin actually placed his hand