My Patients

Shawn was momentarily speechless.

Could she not be so rigid all the time? He was none other than Cato Alter; everyone who met him treated him with the utmost respect. Only this woman, his own wife, treated him worse than her other patients!

Thinking of this, Shawn's heart burned with frustration, and he decided to be upfront, "I'm your husband, but even as a patient, you paid less attention to me than to your regular patients. I had to pretend to be injured just to earn your condescending sympathy. But to you, these unrelated patients..."

"You... you all are my patients, right?" Ivy started, but her words were cut off.

Shawn's assistant had a sinking feeling from the very first word Ivy spoke. Everything was patients to her, and Shawn wanted to be different.

Sure enough, in the stifling atmosphere, Shawn chuckled and said, "Just patients."

"Shawn, you, I..."

"Max needs rest. I won't bother this patient anymore. You stay here and accompany your patient."

Shawn deliberately emphasized "