Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Chapter 8

If Audrey and her son caught wind of Isaac's injuries, they’d definitely seize the opportunity to beat him while he was down. “Don't worry, | won't.” With her head down, Camila added, “I'll leave as soon as | get my medical kit.”

When she returned to the bedroom, she saw that the man’s back was to the door. He had taken his bloodied shirt off, exposing his well-defined back muscles.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to stare?” The man didn’t turn around, but he seemed to have noticed her intent gaze. His voice was lazy, mixed with a hint of mockery.

Camila snapped to her senses and Lowered her head in a hurry.

With her head down, she walked over to pack up her things. In a gentle voice, she reminded him, “Don’t Let your wounds get wet for the time being. Disinfect them once a day, and wear loose shirts so as to avoid infection.”

When she was done packing her medical kit, she took out a bottle of pills and a tube of ointment. “I'm leaving you these medicines.”

Isaac didn’t turn around and grunted in reply

Camila had nothing else to say, so she left.

She walked out with the medical kit.

She hailed a taxi and went back to the hospital. It was almost Lunchtime when she arrived, so she went to the canteen of the hospital to eat. As soon as she returned to her office, she was summoned to the hospital director’s office.

“I'm sending Debora to Military Central Hospital for the internship,” the hospital director said seriously. He seemed to have some unspeakable reasons.

Camila was stunned. “Didn't you say that you’d give the chance to me?”

“ALL our high-tech medical equipment was donated by the Paramount Corporation. Its CEO, Mr. Isaac Johnston, told me to take care of Dr. Griffith. | had no choice.”

At the mention of Isaac's name, Camila couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although she was technically Isaac’s wife, they hadn’t even met each other yet.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

She only had seen his face on some financial magazines and TV.

What was going on between him and Debora?

Camila’s heart was pounding wildly in her chest, but she managed to keep a straight face. “Really?”

“Yes. We recognize your professionalism and medical skills, but I’m afraid we have no say in the matter.” The director tried comforting her. Among the young doctors in this hospital, he appreciated Camila the most.

Camila lowered her head and answered in a low voice, “Okay, | understand.” Perhaps in Isaac’s eyes, she was nothing to him since he was forced to marry her. “| still have surgeries this afternoon, so please excuse me,” she said feebly.

She clearly knew that the decision was irreversible.