Chapter 1291 Poor Dr. Watson

That disgust and anger were something Daphne had never experienced in her life.

“I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Fearing that Rowan wouldn't even give her a chance to apologize, Daphne quickly knelt down and grabbed his wrist. "Rowan, please don't fire me! I didn't bring those reporters! I didn't expect it to turn out like this!"

"Rowan, please believe me!"

Rowan coldly shook off her hand. “I don't believe a single word you say!"

“It really wasn't me!"

"Go clear things up with the media about what happened last night!" Rowan lowered his eyes, resentfully spitting out, "And secondly, sign the resignation agreement and don't let me see you again!"

"No..." Daphne's thoughts were in disarray. "Please don't do this..." She knew he wasn't joking; he was genuinely angry.

Rowan had no time to waste with her. "Disappear now!" He gave her a particularly disdainful glance before turning and leaving.

"Rowan!" Daphne's heart trembled, her mind going blank.

Outside the door, passing medical staff happened to witness the scene and were also frightened.

Dr. Watson angrily left, while Dr. Wells knelt in the office...

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didn't dare to linger and left hurriedly with their doubts, as they were all

In the office.

felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she slumped to the floor,

for a long time, her

In the hallway.

strode quickly towards his

in the afternoon, and he hadn't even had time for lunch. He took out his phone

must have seen the news. As soon as he entered his office, a patient's family member

his colleague Dr. Gilkes

"Help me check what's going on." Then

turned and left

and it was quiet. He stood by the railing and

thinking for a moment, his

explain. Daphne followed me last night, confessed her feelings to me, but I clearly rejected her again and asked her to close the door when she left. Yet, she went upstairs and slept in the guest room without permission. Nothing happened between us. I only discovered her car in the morning, and I was furious

He read it again, thinking it was too long, and

he pressed the backspace key,

collected heart felt a bit

had turned off her phone... He was trying to guess her current

moment, he typed a few more words: Claire, can you turn on your phone

at the line of text for a long time... he finally pressed the

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