She used to think that Eve was obedient. But since she returned to the Gibson family, she no longer was. Stella's eyes gradually turned cold. After venting about Eve, she began to dislike Nina even more. If it weren't for Nina, Eve would still be an obedient little bunny in front of her, doing whatever she was told. Ruining her good things!---While Nash was in the study and not around, Nina was shopping online with her phone. She bought a few parenting books. She rubbed her belly, though it was not very noticeable yet. Perhaps sensing her pregnancy, she felt that heaviness in her stomach. With the child inside, she felt reassured. Naturally, the books she bought could not be sent to her home, so she could only have them sent to Yvonne's place. She asked her to help with receiving them, and when she had time, she could go and see her, and take a look. She sent Yvonne a message to remind her. Yvonne replied, "Got it! When you send it to my place, I'll take a look too. Pregnant
The more Nash doubted, the more flustered she became. She instinctively clenched her fists tighter and explained, "My parents know I like it, they always make it whenever I go back. I guess I've just had my fill of it. Why the sudden interest in my diet?"Nash raised his gaze to her, gently smoothing her temple with his hand. "Nothing, just noticed you've been going through some changes lately. Just making sure you're alright."But Nina, don't keep things from me."As she watched his caring gesture, feeling both intimacy and suspicion in his words, she could not help but feel a pang of anxiety. She stared into his eyes, deep and inscrutable, as if he already knew what she was hiding.No, that could not be it. If he knew, he would not react this way. He did not usually pay that much attention to Nina. Maybe he was just suspicious.Putting on a forced smile, Nina said, "We commute to work together every day. What could I possibly hide from you? You're being paranoid.""Remember t
She handed the keys back to him. "Tell him it's not necessary."Quincy looked a bit uncomfortable as he tried to push the keys back into her hand. "Just take this one. Mr. York has transferred ownership to you. If you don't accept it, I won't be able to explain it to him."Mr. York had made it clear to him that, one way or another, Nina had to drive this car. If she refused, it would not reflect well on him for failing to carry out his duties.Nina bit her lip, taking the car keys and casting a wary glance at the new vehicle. What was Nash's intention here?Was he suggesting she drive such a nice car to work just to invite suspicion? Quincy sensed her hesitation and spoke up before she could. "We're running late for work. I'll drive. It's convenient for me to drop you off."Taking the keys from her, Quincy hurriedly got into the car, waiting for Nina.Nina could not fathom Nash's motives for suddenly asking her to drive such a nice car. She knew he was generous, but she also ha
Recognizing the urgency in Taylor's tone, Nina glanced up at her once more. Taylor's gaze was fixed on Nash's office, suggesting she wanted Nina to go in there.Normally, Taylor wouldn't drag Nina into office matters unless it was a topic circulating among colleagues. This time, it seemed serious.In such situations, Nina tended to remain oblivious, which spared her from overthinking and putting herself in tough spot.Nina remained at her desk, typing away on her computer, and responded casually, "Why would I need to go to his office? I'm hardly in charge of Nash's affairs, am I?"In reality, Nina wanted to subtly suggest to Taylor not to take office gossip too seriously.Observing Nina still focused on her computer, indicating no urgency, Taylor felt compelled to continue, "Miranda came over early this morning. Nash asked her to his office, but she hasn't come out yet. Something's definitely up in there."Taylor did not want Nina kept in the dark. If Nina was just Nash's wife, s
Being caught by the press was a big no-no. Nina watched the video quietly, opting not to chime in. Whether Miranda was involved with the male actor did not matter much to her. But Nash's reaction, was he getting jealous?Nina had no interest in checking if they were in the office or why Nash was upset. That would just spell trouble. She reminded herself not to overthink it.Meanwhile, Taylor and Cynthia discussed Nash and Miranda's relationship. The office door swung open once more, this time by Miranda herself. Taylor and Cynthia fell silent."Nash, there's nothing between us. It's just tabloid nonsense. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. Please don't be mad," Miranda's voice wavered as she tried to calm Nash down.Taylor could not help but roll her eyes. Miranda was quite the performer, so fake.Nash's expression was stern, his eyes grave as he replied in a deep voice, "This is the last time. I don't want to see this kind of gossip again.""I'll be more careful," Miranda e
Rattled by a blow to her pride, Miranda felt as though Nina was mocking her acting abilities, implying her performances required no intellectual effort.She had intended to boast about her accomplishments as a singer, suggesting that her acting career had taken her to new heights, even surpassing her previous success. But instead, Nina's remark felt like an insult, fueling a desire within Miranda to lash out.With Nash present, however, she had to rein in her temper."I think this poster turned out quite well. What do you think, Nina?" Miranda deliberately strolled to the window, glancing at the billboard on the building across the street. She chuckled, surprised by how prominent Nina's position was. Seeing her poster every day must be uncomfortable for her.Without even turning her head, Nina replied, "Miss Miranda, I still have work to do. Do you have any other business?"She had no interest in engaging with Miranda, who seemed more concerned with showing off than anything else.
Upon receiving the order, Cynthia simply replied, "Oh."Nash stared at Nina, his expression darkening involuntarily, and added, "I'm not accustomed to drinking what others make."Cynthia halted in her steps once again.However, Nina retorted, "Didn't you hear what Miss Miranda say? The company doesn't keep idlers. If Cynthia can't handle the drink, what else can she do?"Her words carried a sting, far from pleasant.This caused both Taylor and Cynthia to draw in a sharp breath, feeling uneasy.The atmosphere did not seem quite right.Taylor had been by Nina's side for several months now. Although she was reserved by nature, she was gentle in her demeanor, especially in front of Mr. York, showing utmost respect.She always knew how to handle any situation.When would she ever speak in such a tone to him?They dared not breathe heavily, standing there obediently.Nash's eyes darkened. He was not feeling pleased about this matter either. He said coldly, "Didn't you bring this u
Nina was completely stunned. When did Nash have the leisure to watch a movie with her? They had been married for so long, and he had never bothered to have dinner with her alone or watch a movie together. These were things that couples typically did.Seeing her silence, Nash asked again, "Why aren't you saying anything? I've already had Quincy reserve a restaurant for us. After dinner, we can catch a movie before heading home."Nina asked suspiciously, "Why do you suddenly want to have dinner and watch a movie with me? Is it some important holiday?"She maintained skepticism about anything that seemed overly unusual, especially between her and Nash. Recently, she had been pushing for a divorce and had been distant from him. Perhaps Nash just wanted to make amends, thinking she might not have such thoughts anymore. He said, "I simply want to have dinner with you. Come along with me when the time comes."Finishing his coffee that Nina made, he sensed something was off. "Did you cha
With about two hours left before the surgery, Karina focused intently on reviewing the patient’s information. She had never taken over a major surgery at the last minute before, and she didn’t want to waste a single second. Wilfred didn’t remain idle either. Leaning forward slightly, he pointed to the patient file with a steady hand. “This patient has coronary artery disease, along with several other complications causing vascular blockages. When he arrived at the hospital, he had already lost consciousness.” He continued in a calm, soothing tone, like the gentle flow of a stream. “Since the patient is over fifty, you’ll need to be particularly mindful during the procedure…” His steady voice eased Karina’s anxiety, giving her a sense of calm she desperately needed. When a knock at the door interrupted them, signaling it was time to head to the operating room, Karina felt more composed. Just as she stood, Wilfred rose with her. “I’ll go with you,” he said. “Having me ther
Wilfred looked at Karina, but in the end, he didn’t say what was on his mind. “How much longer are you going to wrap it?” he asked. Karina snapped out of her thoughts and realized she had nearly mummified his hand in bandages. “Oh, sorry! You were talking to me earlier, and I got distracted. Let me undo some of this.” She carefully unwrapped a couple of outer layers, and the bandaging instantly looked much better. Still, Karina couldn’t help her worried expression. “How did you get hurt? Did you grab the knife directly earlier?” Adjusting the bandages to feel more comfortable, Wilfred replied casually, “No, it just grazed me.” Karina’s brows knit tightly together. She felt an urge to storm down to the police station and give the culprit a piece of her mind. At the same time, she couldn’t understand Wilfred’s calm demeanor. He acted as if being injured was no big deal, his expression unbothered, like this was just another ordinary day. She couldn’t hold back. “You
Without sparing the man another glance, Karina let out a breath of relief as the police quickly left, bringing an end to the chaotic ordeal. Just as she thought she could relax, Yvette appeared nearby, making exaggerated winks and smirks, her face practically screaming curiosity. “Do you have a twitch or something?” Karina asked, raising an eyebrow. Yvette rolled her eyes. “Twitch? Who taught you how to talk? And no, that’s not the point! Spill it—what’s going on with you and the director?” Karina blinked, confused. “What do you mean by what’s going on?” Yvette’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you serious? Just now! You two were like all hugged up together! Do you think we’re blind? We all saw it. If you say there’s nothing going on, even a ghost wouldn’t believe you!“I’m telling you, honesty is your best option. Spill the truth now, and our friendship might survive this,” Yvette teased with mock seriousness. Karina’s brain blanked out. Her face flushed bright red
As soon as the man’s attention shifted, Karina acted without hesitation. She lifted her leg and delivered a sharp kick straight to his groin. The man immediately let go, doubling over in pain. Karina didn’t waste a second. She bolted for the door, grabbing anything within reach—a patient file, a water glass—and hurling them at him as she ran, not even pausing to aim. His curses and shouts echoed behind her as she escaped. Just as she darted out the door, she collided with what felt like a wall of solid muscle. Before she could react, large hands gripped her shoulders, holding her firmly in place. Karina didn’t look up. In her panic, she assumed it was one of the man’s accomplices. Terrified, she yelled, “No! Get away from me!” She tried to repeat her earlier tactic, but this time her attempt was blocked. Her heart sank in despair—until a familiar voice came from above her. “Why are you so shaken up? Did someone hurt you?” Karina froze, then looked up and saw Wil
But Karina still felt embarrassed. Noticing this, Wilfred stopped what he was doing, sat back in the driver’s seat, and fixed his gaze on her. In the light, his usually dark eyes softened to a deep, rich brown. His stare made Karina fidget, her heart pounding in her chest. She was certain her face was already bright red. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” Wilfred’s lips curved into a faint smile, so subtle it was almost imperceptible. “If you really want to thank me, hurry up and write a proper thesis.” Thud!Karina’s heart skipped a beat, and any trace of excitement crashed and burned.She was momentarily speechless. How could someone constantly bring up writing a thesis? Wasn’t that the least romantic thing he could say? She completely forgot how flustered she had been moments earlier, unable to even meet Wilfred’s eyes. *Once the lawyer was arranged, the next step was filing a lawsuit with the court. This was beyond Karina’s scope, so she left ev
The woman didn’t mind at all. She knew very well that most people wouldn’t get involved in something like this. Karina’s willingness to help came from her kindness. Even if things didn’t work out, the woman wouldn’t hold it against her. Karina, however, felt a sense of responsibility. After confirming the meeting time with Wilfred, she took the day off, postponing all her work to focus on the matter. When the time came, Wilfred drove to pick her up. *At the café, a man stood and offered his hand. “Hello, Ms. Norman. I’m Attorney Jenkins from Birkham Law Firm. You can call me Jenkins.”Karina shook his hand with a polite smile. “Thank you, Mr. Jenkins. I appreciate you coming all the way from Birkham.”“It’s no trouble. I happened to be in Atlantis for another matter. Besides, when a friend asks for a favor, it’s not something I can refuse.” After a bit of small talk, the group sat down, and the conversation shifted to the case. Since Mr. Jenkins had only been give
“Dr. Norman… my life is so miserable. If I had known it would come to this, I’d rather have died than gotten married. What do I do now? If it were just me, I’d leave everything behind and disappear. But my daughter is only eight years old—she’s still so little,” the woman sobbed. Karina hesitated for a moment. “You do need to consider her…” Suddenly, she thought of Wilfred. Among her own connections, she didn’t know anyone in the legal field. But Wilfred might. Still, since she hadn’t asked him yet, she couldn’t promise anything. For now, she focused on calming both the mother and the child. The little girl was surprisingly mature for her age. At just eight years old and barely into elementary school, she didn’t fully understand the situation or what had been done to her. In her own innocent words, she said, “Daddy just played a little game with me. He said if I didn’t cry, I’d get a reward.” Even so, she understood that her mother was upset because of her. “Mommy,
After leaving the room, Karina quickly patted her cheeks, trying to calm herself down. At the very least, she couldn’t let anyone notice anything was off. “Dr. Norman?” someone called from behind her. She turned to see a woman she recognized as the family member of a former patient. Noticing the child in the woman’s arms, Karina’s expression immediately softened with concern. After a brief exchange, Karina learned that the child’s condition had flared up again. She led them back to her office and conducted a thorough examination. Five minutes later, she reviewed the results with a slight frown. “Her stomach and intestines seem fine. Can you tell me where exactly she’s feeling discomfort?” Karina asked, assuming the mother may have misunderstood or misspoken. But the woman hesitated, stammering nervously. Sensing something deeper was going on, Karina softened her tone. “It’s okay. This is a hospital—we’re here to help. There’s no need to hide anything. Just tell me wha
But Wilfred wouldn’t bother explaining. In fact, he thought it was better to let the misunderstanding linger. The nurse glanced at Karina, then back at Wilfred, her face twisting with humiliation before she turned and fled the room. Karina instinctively stepped aside, avoiding a collision. “For a moment there… I thought I was interrupting something,” she hesitated, her tone uncertain. She couldn’t deny the relief she felt after Wilfred’s firm stance. The suffocating feeling, like someone gripping her throat, had finally dissipated. Her breathing steadied, though a lingering bitterness remained in her chest. She couldn’t help but wonder why the nurse had acted that way. Wilfred looked at her briefly and explained, “I don’t know her. She knocked and let herself in. And not long after, you walked in.” Karina’s expression softened significantly. “Maybe it has something to do with the rumors going around the hospital recently.” Wilfred frowned. Though he said nothi