The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 537

Elizabeth walked into the office at the corner.

Seeing Frank’s nameplate hanging on the door, she raised her fist and knocked. “Hello? Dr. Watson? Are you in there?”

The door budged, but no one answered.

Elizabeth gently pushed the door open and glanced around. The office was empty.

Coincidentally, a nurse walked out of the office next to Frank’s. Elizabeth poked her head out and asked the nurse, “Hello. Is Dr. Watson still operating at this time?” The nurse, with her head lowered, leafed through the papers on her clipboard, and answered, “I’m not sure, but it’s late, so he is probably out for dinner. You may wait for him in his office if you want.”

Elizabeth nodded. Then, she went back inside Frank’s office and made herself comfortable.

Frank’s office was different from what Elizabeth had imagined. Doctors in TV shows always seemed to be neat freaks. All their things had their proper places and were arranged in an orderly manner.

In comparison, Frank’s office was in a state of organized chaos. All the books and other reading materials seemed to be stashed randomly. Also, the office was decorated very simply. There wasn’t much other than a desk and a few chairs.

A pillow was on the floor beside the deck chair. It must’ve fallen there. Elizabeth picked up the pillow and, without really thinking about it, began to straighten up the place.

When she was finished, she checked the time and realized that almost an hour had already passed. It was also getting dark outside.

She didn’t want to wait for nothing, so she called Natalie. “Natalie, I think Dr. Watson isn’t here. I’ve been waiting a long time, but I haven’t seen him. How about I come back tomorrow?” Elizabeth felt helpless.

the hospital as soon as I was

I’m afraid that he’ll just tell me the same thing. I’ve seen several doctors before.” Elizabeth was afraid that she’d just receive another blow from Frank. She was concerned that he’d tell her that he didn’t know what was wrong with her hand and had no idea how to fix it. “Maybe the doctors you saw before

nice things, don’t you?” Elizabeth sat on the

your hand can’t be cured. If anyone can fix it, it’s Frank. His skills are legendary

lips. With a bitter smile on her face, she said, “If my hand is already a

more anxious, Natalie replied, “Don’t be so negative. Frank is a great doctor. I’m sure he can help you.

said with a sigh, “I’ll let you go now. You just got

Natalie could say anything else, Elizabeth hung up and then left

as she walked out the door, she bumped into a male doctor who

sorry,” the doctor apologized without

under his eyes. He put his lab coat over his shoulder, walked past

Elizabeth snapped back to her senses. Was that

what Natalie had described. He

sure if the man was the handsome doctor that

seconds and then followed him into the office.

her throat, and then asked, “Hi. Are you

kept quiet. He lowered his head as his hand met his forehead. It seemed something was bothering him. “Dr. Watson, I…” Elizabeth

out. I’m not

doctor, she expected Frank to be professional. But reputable doctors could at times be impudent. So she did not say anything more and just turned around to leave, feeling unsatisfied. To Elizabeth’s surprise,

up. But no matter how hard she tried, the door just wouldn’t budge. She turned to Frank, embarrassment evident in her

this door is broken. Once the door closes, it will not open. I haven’t had it fixed yet.” As he spoke, Frank stood up, aiming