CHAPTER 21

"Is there any other doctor?" Vladimir stared at the doctor with a dark expression looming on his face.

I looked at him wondering what caused the sudden change in his mood. He glanced at my foot. My gaze hovered over it as well. The doctor is still holding my ankle looking confused.

Wait. Is he... Jealous?

'Or maybe he's just in character,' the voice inside my head quickly countered. Well, that's more likely.

"We need a female doctor," Vladimir commanded.

"Uh, sure," the doctor confusedly answered before carefully placing my foot back on the bed. He left without saying another word.

I raised an eyebrow at Vladimir.

"You scared the poor man," I whispered accusingly.

"Nobody touches what's mine," he coldly muttered under his breath.

I didn't know whether I should feel scared or flattered. In the end, I just decided to ignore what he said thinking that he was just doing it for show.

It didn't take long before the same doctor returned, causing the frown on Vladimir's forehead to deepen.

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