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CHAPTER 14

Author: Sarah.V
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His eyes landed on Sarah, on the edge of the high stool, wearing a white blouse with puffed short sleeves and a knee-high floral print, light pink handkerchief skirt. A glint in his eyes. He is doubly sure that she is the one but he gulped down confrontation before knowing her actual problem. Rubbing his close trimmed chin,  he walked to her, deep in his own thoughts. He was wearing a smart black suit and a brown shirt with 2 top buttons opened.

“You look like a mafia boss more than a doctor. How do your patients trust you?” she teased him with a gentle smile on her face, to be replied by a glare. He plops a Mac Donald paper bag in front of her and thrust his hand back into his pocket, looking down at her. It seems that there is a hidden agenda with this childhood friend of his. Apparently,3 years was enough for her to be so.

Sarah’s eye brightened up at the paper bag and her fingers wasted no time to dug into fries, stuffing her mouth. With a muffled voice “Is

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