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?”

you,” she said in a small voice, which made her seem rather pitiful.

busy,” she said, declining her

a short while,” Faye

refuse, a doctor accompanying her on her rounds suggested, “Dr. Walter, why don’t you chat with Miss

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

on the chair beside the bed, asking, “What would

thank you. After all, if not for you, I don’t think I would have survived,” answered Faye

don’t have to thank

a lot

still, you’re the one who saved me,” she said, sounding so sincere that Jenny almost thought she had

boyfriend? I noticed that you’re still quite young,”

her head silently, wanting to see what Faye was

type? I know many handsome, talented men; I could

and

how to repay you, so I thought

expression. Jenny couldn’t stop herself from laughing

you don’t need to test my reaction

feel secure around him, which would explain why she was so worried about losing him. What a scumbag he

replied, putting on a sad expression as

about to speak, Alec walked into the

you talking

Walter about her ideal type. Since there are many handsome young men in our circle, I was thinking of introducing them

gloomy, feeling uncomfortable with the idea for

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