Hayden had just cracked open a water bottle and taken a sip when the OR doors flew open. Retta rushed out, looking serious. "Who's the patient's family?"She was assisting Nate in the surgery today."I am!" Hayden jumped to his feet so fast he almost lost his balance.I caught his arm and walked with him toward Retta. "What's happening?""There was major bleeding during the surgery. You need to prepare yourselves." She handed him a consent form.Her words hit like a truck, freezing us both."How bad is it? What's happening now?" Lena, still in her scrubs, walked up, right on time. She wasn't even supposed to be here, but had to fill in last minute."We're doing blood transfusions and trying to find the source of the bleeding," Retta explained, passing another form to Hayden.He didn't move, his hands frozen with fear.I had no clue what to do, so I glanced at Lena.She shot me a look, silently telling me to grab the form.But before I could, Hayden snatched it up himself. He
As I did, I caught a glimpse of Retta. Her face was tight with jealousy, fists clenched at her sides. The envy was written all over her, and it made my chest tighten.Before I could think, I said, "Prof. Roane."Retta snapped out of her daze. She looked at me, her voice icy, almost robotic. "The patient will be moved to recovery in thirty minutes."Then she turned and walked away, frustration practically radiating off her.I nudged Hayden and whispered, "She's jealous."Relieved about Yuna, Hayden squeezed my hand. "Yeah, Prof. Neumann handled that perfectly."Wait, what?I blinked, looking between Nate, still wrapped around Lena, and Hayden, who just nodded like he was in on something.It hit me then—Nate's little PDA wasn't just about loving on Lena. It was a clear message to Retta, who clearly had a thing for him, setting boundaries. And at the same time, it reassured Lena where she stood.Hayden didn't need to spell it out; guys just get each other in ways we sometimes mis
Three days later, Yuna was moved out of the recovery room.No signs of rejection, no discomfort—her recovery was going faster than even Nate expected."It seems like someone else's heart suits her just fine," Lena said with a touch of admiration."Maybe the heart's original owner wasn't ready to leave just yet," I joked, holding a bouquet of fresh flowers.The thought lingered in my mind, so I leaned closer to Lena and whispered, "Do you know anything about the donor?"Lena gave me a quick, sideways glance. "That's confidential."I knew that, of course. I wasn't asking to pry—just amazed at the fact that someone's sacrifice had saved Yuna's life. It was the kind of selflessness you don't see every day.The door to the recovery room swung open, and Yuna was wheeled out.Even though Hayden and I had visited Yuna a few times over the past days, seeing her finally come out of that room felt completely different.This wasn't just a door from the recovery room—it was the start of he
Even though Yuna's surgery was a success, her recovery still came with risks, so she needed round-the-clock care. Hayden hired a caregiver, but only for the daytime. At night, he stayed by her side.So lately, I hadn’t spent much time with Hayden—after all, we both had work during the day.To my surprise, Hayden said, "I'll go.""But what about Yuna—" I started, but he cut me off."I'll take care of it," he said in that reassuring way."I haven't spent enough time with you lately," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. His words made my heart ache a little.Wasn't that the truth?He'd been with Yuna every night, and of course, that meant there wasn't much time for us.I couldn't really be jealous of that—but still, I felt a little neglected.The game Steve invited us to was in Ferndale, a few hours away, so Hayden and I flew out. When we landed, we were surprised to see someone holding a sign with my name. Hayden and I exchanged a look, but the driver quickly explai
Hayden's tone was serious, and for a second, my teasing mood completely evaporated. I looked at him closely—he seemed worn down, probably from dealing with Yuna's recovery and now this drama with me.I softened a bit, pulling him closer. "Steve and I are just friends, that's why I can joke about him. There's literally nothing to worry about."The second the words left my mouth, I realized they came out wrong. I didn't mean to say there was nothing to hide—it wasn't about hiding anything. I just didn't care because it wasn't that deep.Hayden's face relaxed a little. "I know," he said quietly, "but it still bothers me."And yeah, I got it. If he were talking about some girl non-stop, I'd probably be annoyed too. Heck, I might've kicked him out of the car by now."Sorry, that was wrong of me," I apologized quickly, feeling a little guilty.Hayden's expression softened, but there was still a glint in his eyes. "Saying sorry isn't enough around here," he said, his tone teasing but wi
Jace's face was cold, like way colder than I'd ever seen it."Huh?" The guy next to him blinked at me, totally confused. "Mistaken? No way, your fiancée is gorgeous, how could I—""My fiancée's at home with my parents," Jace cut in, already walking off, his legs moving like he couldn't get away fast enough."What? But..." The guy's eyes darted between me and Jace, completely thrown. "They look so alike... practically the same person."I stood there, frozen. He didn't lie to embarrass me, which, honestly, I didn't see coming.Jace, of all people, could've called me out and made this painfully awkward for Hayden and me. But he didn't.Even when he walked past, he acted like I wasn't even there—like he didn't recognize me.This version of Jace? He wasn't the guy I used to know. No more fiery temper over dumb stuff. Now he could just walk by, emotionless, like I was a total stranger.Since he came back, other than that one time he popped up outside my place in Willow Residences, he
No clue when my phone finally quit ringing, but by the time Hayden carried me back to bed from the bathroom, I felt like total mush. Like, even my bones were jelly.I was so wiped I didn't even want to open my eyes. I curled up under the covers, and it didn't take long before I crashed."Rest a bit. I'll make you some oatmeal," Hayden's voice rumbled in my ear, all low and husky.I mumbled something back, already slipping into sleep.But even half-asleep, I kept hearing my phone ring.Ugh, I didn't want to move, and I definitely wasn't opening my eyes. I reached out for Hayden, but all I got was an empty bed."Hayden... Hayden..." I called out, my voice barely above a whisper.He was by my side in a second, leaning down. "What's wrong?"Without looking, I muttered, "My phone... it's too loud.""Huh?" He sounded confused."My phone. It's loud," I grumbled, super annoyed by the phantom ringtone.There was a pause. Then, in that soft, comforting tone, he said, "Kiki, you're dre
"Yeah, but not every time I wash my hair do I need a full shower," he shot back, making me laugh even harder."Whatever, just hurry up before it's morning!" I shoved him toward the bathroom, half-worried he'd drag me in with him if I stalled too long.On the surface, Hayden's the cool, restrained type—the guy who seems completely uninterested in women. But now I knew better. Once he lets go? It's like opening the floodgates.While he was in the shower, I cleared the table. A habit I'd picked up from my parents—never leave dirty dishes overnight.While Hayden was in the shower, I cleared the table. A habit I'd picked up from my parents—never leave dirty dishes sitting overnight.I was almost done tidying up when the doorbell rang.At first, I figured I misheard, thinking it was coming from a nearby room. But then it rang again. And again. No doubt it was our room.Who would be here this late?I wiped my hands with a napkin and cautiously walked to the door. Even though Hayden wa
Aaron didn’t give Nate an answer, but silence itself was an answer. Lena’s test results came back negative: no traces of snake venom were found in her system. The wound had been treated, and in the end, it turned out to be a false alarm. “Sorry, Uncle,” Lena said apologetically. “I ruined your camping trip.” When she had been bitten by the snake, her screams were so terrifying that they startled everyone else. The others quickly packed up and left, bringing the camping trip to an abrupt, messy end. “It’s fine. You can make it up to everyone another time,” Aaron replied in a way that defied all expectations. Shouldn’t he be comforting her? He didn’t play by the rules, and Lena decided she wouldn’t either. “I’m not making it up to anyone. If anything, you owe me, Uncle.” “How would you like me to compensate you?” This time, he sounded more reasonable. Lena blinked mischievously. “I haven’t decided yet. I’ll let you know when I figure it out.” After saying that, she sigh
Nate stared at her face, carefully observing her expression and movements. He had a rough idea of her condition but still asked, "Bitten on the ankle, right? Let me see the wound." As he spoke, he bent down. However, before he could touch Lena, she was moved away. Nate looked up at Aaron. "Mr. Ace, even if the snake isn’t venomous, its teeth carry a lot of bacteria." Aaron’s response was as sharp as ever. "Oh, so you can see the bacteria and have a chat with them, asking them to leave? Or can you wipe them out with your bare hands?" Without waiting for Nate’s reply, Aaron scooped up Lena and walked off. Nate crouched there for a few seconds, stunned, before standing up and following quickly.-Lena was seated in a chair as the doctor lifted her leg. Just as Nate reached out to roll up her pant leg, Aaron had already done it. Nate had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw his hand. The doctor began cleaning the wound with disinfectant. Meanwhile, Aaron gently placed his hand
The black Cayenne roared through the night, the driver pushing the car to its limits as if his foot might break through the gas pedal. Yet, Aaron wasn’t satisfied. "Faster," he barked. "There’s no need to rush. Safety first," Lena said, her voice calm despite her pale complexion. As a doctor, she knew the basics—judging by the snake that bit her, it was likely just a common green snake, non-venomous. Despite her reassurances, Aaron remained tense, his entire body rigid. The driver, responding to the urgency, raced toward the hospital with record-breaking speed. What should have been a twenty-minute drive was reduced to eight. By the time they screeched to a halt, the driver’s legs were trembling from the adrenaline rush. It was the first time in his life he had experienced such an intense, heart-pounding ride. Aaron didn’t wait for the car to stop completely. He leapt out, carrying Lena straight into the emergency room. "Doctor, she's been bitten by a snake," he said urgently.
"Then why are his photos identical to yours?" Keira demanded. Lena didn’t answer immediately. She understood what Keira meant, opened her social media app, and found Aaron’s post. Sure enough, he’d shared the exact same photo as hers. To make things worse, the comments underneath included a particularly mortifying one from her mother: [You’re with Lena, huh?] Her mother probably didn’t mean anything by it, but the comment still felt inappropriate. As Lena silently cursed her mother’s lack of tact, she noticed another reply under that comment. This one, from Aaron himself, read: [Wherever she goes, I’ll take her with me and make sure she’s well taken care of. Don’t worry, Sis.] Lena was absolutely speechless. These two siblings were a perfect match: one was clueless, and the other oblivious. Her mother, as an older woman, could be excused for her lack of social awareness. But Aaron? Why was he commenting like this, knowing full well that their mutual friends could see it?
Lena hastily withdrew her hand, but her movements were too abrupt. As she stepped back, she tripped over the support pole of the tent and fell backward. Just as she braced herself for a painful landing, Aaron’s long arm reached out and caught her waist, pulling her into his embrace. Her cheek pressed against his chest, and the rhythmic thumping of his heartbeat filled her ears, blending with her own erratic pulse. This suffocating feeling... It was almost intoxicating. It reminded her of the time she had accidentally walked in on him while he was showering. Awkward. So awkward that she didn’t even know how to extricate herself, nor did she have the courage to pull away from his arms. “You’re already an adult, yet you’re still so clumsy,” Aaron scolded lightly, his voice coming from above her. Then he released her and added, “No wonder your mom worries about you so much and insists on you staying at home.” Lena’s suffocating embarrassment was instantly eased by his rem
“Don’t randomly go into the tents. Some employees brought their families or significant others. It’d be awkward if you interrupted them,” Aaron reminded from behind her. “Wow, Uncle, how considerate of you—allowing employees to bring their families,” Lena teased, her tone light. She walked through the array of pitched tents, but with so many scattered around, she had no idea which one belonged to Aaron. Still, since he insisted she find it herself, she was determined to try. Approaching one tent, she suddenly heard muffled voices inside—intimate murmurs between a man and a woman. The woman’s hushed voice carried a hint of urgency. “Be gentle, don’t let anyone hear…” Even though Lena was a gynecologist, her cheeks flushed uncontrollably. She couldn’t help but think that if she had brought a stash of "protection" tonight, she might have made a small fortune. Meanwhile, Aaron stayed back, standing a short distance away and watching her from afar. In the moonlight, she looked l
“Reconciled with Nate?” In the quiet car, Aaron’s voice broke the silence as he glanced at Nate standing motionless in the rearview mirror. “No,” Lena denied softly. “He came back this time because of you, didn’t he?” Aaron asked as the car turned a corner. His hands moved fluidly on the steering wheel, the motion revealing a gray-gold watch on his wrist. The watch’s polished edges caught the light streaming through the window, casting a fleeting glimmer. Lena’s gaze lingered on the watch, her thoughts momentarily drifting. If she remembered correctly, she had given him a watch as a coming-of-age gift years ago. It had cost her all her savings back then. But that was over a decade ago. Surely, the watch she gave him would have broken by now. This one likely just resembled it—or maybe she was remembering it wrong after so much time. “Hm?” Aaron’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts, his eyes briefly flicking to her. Lena quickly recovered. “He came back for a research pro
“No problem. Let’s schedule the simulations after work each day. It’ll mean some extra hours, but I appreciate everyone’s effort,” Nate said, nodding to the team to show his gratitude. “If anyone has concerns or special circumstances, please let me know in advance so I can make adjustments,” Lena added. As the primary surgeon responsible for the operation, she not only had to ensure the procedure’s success but also maintain the morale of the entire medical team. Everyone shook their heads, indicating they had no issues. “Great. In that case, you can all head home and get some rest. Dr. Lane and I will stay back to finalize a few details,” Nate said, dismissing the team but keeping Lena behind. The two went over the finer points of the plan, and by the time they finished, it was nearly 9 p.m. “I noticed this morning that Mr. Ace dropped you off. Is your car broken?” Nate asked. He had seen her getting out of Aaron’s car earlier. “Flat tire,” Lena replied, realizing she hadn’
Lena wanted to sleep early, but the more she tried, the harder it was to fall asleep. She tossed and turned until dawn and only managed to sleep for a short while. Naturally, she woke up late. Rushing downstairs in a flurry, she saw Aaron calmly eating breakfast in the dining area. "Good morning, Uncle!" she greeted as she hurried toward the door. "Your car has a flat tire," Aaron said nonchalantly, stopping her in her tracks. Without even looking up, he continued cutting his steak with precision. "I’ve contacted a repairman, but it’s too early for them to come over." In other words, there was no way she could drive to work this morning. But she had already arranged with Nate to conduct an examination on the pregnant woman whose fetus had an underdeveloped heart. They needed to finalize the surgical plan and decide on the team. Being late would be unacceptable. "Then I’ll call a cab," Lena said, quickly coming up with a solution. "It’s rush hour—good luck finding one," Aa