FreeGoodNovelChapter 1738 * Karina was startled and quickly grabbed Wilfred's hand, rummaging through her bag for a wet wipe. "How did this happen? Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Wilfred gently brushed her hand aside, his cool demeanor and tired expression softened under the streetlight. "It's nothing. Just a small injury. It'll heal on its own." "That's not okay!" Karina shot back, ignoring his resistance as she took his hand and cleaned the wound with the wet wipe. She then pulled out a bandage, her movements precise yet tender.
Wilfred watched her in silence, his gaze inscrutable. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in his eyes, as if his thoughts were both present and absent at the stime.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeneath the cold glow of the streetlamp, the air seemed to soften. Wilfred let himself linger in the moment, indulging in the rare warmth of being cared for.
The next day, they confronted Dr. Kerr, a prominent figure in organ transplantation. Dr. Kerr had narrowly lost the hospital's directorial position to Wilfred, a defeat that had forced him to continue his career as a doctor, albeit with a lingering bitterness.
At first, Dr. Kerr denied any wrongdoing. "What proof do you have to accuse me? Everyone knows that girl's condition was due to organ rejection. Who's to blfor that?" "But rejection isn't untreatable!" Karina countered, her voice rising. "That day, when Dr. Wilfred wasn't around, you could have stepped in or at least called him back to handle the situation!" Dr. Kerr's expression shifted, but he only muttered dismissively, "I forgot." Karina froze, disbelief and anger washing over her like a tidal wave. She couldn't fathom the audacity of someone who could make such a callous excuse. Instead of admitting his fault, he had coldly shifted blwithout any remorse.
In that moment, Karina thought of Wilfred-how he carried himself with quiet strength, shouldering accusations and insults without breaking, though she knew deep down he bore the weight of every lost patient.
And this time, it wasn't even his fault. If he had been there, that girl might have had a fighting chance.
*Smack!* The sound echoed sharply as Karina's hand struck Dr. Kerr's face. She didn't realize what she had done until it was too late. "You're unworthy of being a doctor," she said through gritted teeth, her voice trembling with indignation Dr. Kerr's face turned livid. "You dare slap me? You're just a lowly doctor, riding on Wilfred's favor, and you think you can raise a hand against me?" As he grabbed Karina's wrist, the sharp pain made her wince. But before he could do anything further, Dr. Kerr let out a pained cry as Wilfred's hand firmly intervened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmReleasing her wrist, Wilfred gently placed a reassuring hand on Karina's shoulder. His calm yet penetrating gaze swept over her, his voice laced with subtle concern. "Are you alright?" Karina nodded, quickly rubbing her wrist to hide any sign of discomfort. "I'm fine. He didn't get a chance to do much. Thank you for stepping in, Dr. Wilfred." Wilfred's eyes had already noticed
the redness on her wrist. A flicker of frustration crossed his face before he turned back to Dr. Kerr hie expression ice-cold. "Did you really think one would find out? I've reviewed the surveillance footage from that day and uncovered evidence of you swapping the liver source." Dr. Kerr's confidence crumbled instantly. "That's impossible! You're lying. You couldn't have found anything!"
But the panic in his voice betrayed him, and as murmurs of disdainm spread among the onlookers, his face η turned deathly pale.
Wilfred had been bluffing, but Dr. Kerr had just confessed in front of m everyone. There was no way for him to wriggle out of this now. Dr. Kerr's career, once esteemed, had ccrashing down.
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