Chapter 9 I Don’t Like Fausts

Vincent was stunned by his question. After a moment of thought, he answered, “I think that isn’t the case…maybe Dr. Walter just doesn’t want to see you—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a cold wave sweep across his body and instinctively shivered. When he raised his head, he saw Alec staring at him gloomily. Startled, he realized he had said something wrong.

“There’s no way she hates you!” he corrected himself immediately. “Given your many charms, it is impossible for any woman to hate you, so she must be playing hard to get.”

He wasn’t exactly lying. After all, Alec was the dream boyfriend of Parrington women, and Jenny was the first who treated him like this. That was why he concluded that Jenny was trying to attract his attention in such a manner.

But was she really playing hard to get?

A week later, Faye was transferred from the intensive care unit to a general ward. When Jenny and her team went making their rounds, they found her using her phone as she lay on the bed, appearing to be in a much better condition than before.

“How do you feel today? Any discomfort?” Jenny inquired, following protocol.

At the sight of Jenny, Faye smiled and shook her head.

“No, I feel pretty good.”

Jenny nodded, not surprised by her answer.

“That’s good. After staying a little longer here, you can be discharged to recuperate at home.”

When she was about to leave, Faye called out to her, “Dr. Walter, do you have some time?”

Frowning, Jenny asked, “What is it?”

in a small voice, which made her seem rather pitiful. However, Jenny didn’t feel sorry

busy,” she said, declining her

for a short

doctor accompanying her on her rounds suggested, “Dr. Walter, why don’t you chat with Miss Lawrence while the rest of us continue making

Faye harbored ill intentions toward her. Afraid that Jenny didn’t know how powerful

chair beside the bed, asking, “What

for you, I don’t think

don’t have to thank me. I was paid to perform your surgery,

a

but still, you’re the one who saved me,” she said, sounding so sincere that Jenny almost thought she had assumed the worst of Faye. However, Faye soon confirmed

I

to see

your type? I know many handsome, talented men;

silent, and her gaze turned

you,

if there was any change in her expression.

need to test my reaction like that. I’m not interested in

Alec didn’t make Faye feel secure around him, which would explain why she was so worried about losing him. What a scumbag he

that,” she replied, putting on a sad expression as if she

was about to speak, Alec walked

you talking

Dr. Walter about her ideal type. Since there are many

uncomfortable with the

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