Free Web NovelChapter 60: Chapter 60: That Damn Woman, She Really Had the Kid?
Claire Clark followed their gazes toward the emergency room. Sure enough, standing before the hospital director in the hallway was an exceptionally tall and handsome man.
Although he was turned to the side and she couldn’t see his full face, his profile alone, combined with his perfectly proportioned figure, gave off a top-tier impression.
If it weren’t for Damien Vaughn, Claire Clark would have definitely been into his type. But unfortunately, she knew the gold standard of men, Damien Vaughn, and from then on, mere mortals could no longer catch her eye.
"He’s just okay, I guess. Look at how excited you all are. I thought he was someone truly exceptional."
The nurse was surprised by her high standards but quickly understood.
"That’s true. Dr. Clark studied abroad, after all. What kind of handsome foreign men haven’t you seen? Of course you’d find someone like this unremarkable. I’m so jealous, Dr. Clark. I heard you have a boyfriend. With standards this high, he must be really handsome, right?"
"But of course."
Claire Clark smugly smoothed back her hair.
"Alright, the director is right up ahead. Be careful he doesn’t see us slacking off. I’m going to start my rounds. We’ll talk later."
She walked toward the wards in a pleasant mood, but after just a couple of steps, she saw a familiar figure.
’Isn’t that Cecelia Archer?’
’Long time no see. What’s she doing outside the emergency room? Is there a family emergency?’
’Who’s that little boy? Her son?’
’Wow, she actually has a son this old! Don’t tell me he’s Damien Vaughn’s?’
’That damn woman. Doesn’t she know her own situation? She’s dirt poor, yet she had a child and raised him to be this big...’
’What if he really is Damien Vaughn’s...’
The last time, Cecelia Archer had thoroughly embarrassed her in front of Damien Vaughn. Claire Clark never forgot it and had been itching to get her back ever since.
However, she had just returned to the country back then, and her job wasn’t secured yet. Afraid of leaving a bad impression on Damien Vaughn, she had no choice but to focus on work first.
She hadn’t expected that even if she didn’t go looking for Cecelia Archer, Cecelia would deliver herself right to her door.
Pretending she had forgotten something, Claire Clark immediately returned to the nurses’ station with a serious expression.
"Who’s the patient in the emergency room? Let me see your registration records."
The junior nurses had just dispersed, but they gathered around again when they saw her return.
"There’s no registration yet. It must be a critically ill patient transferred from another hospital. Director Mason went to pick them up personally and sent them straight in. See? The patient was brought in by that handsome guy."
’To have both Director Mason and the hospital director involved... this handsome guy must have some serious connections.’
’But if he’s the one who brought the patient, why is Cecelia Archer outside the emergency room?’
"You guys just said this man has a wife and child. You don’t mean her, do you?"
She secretly pointed to Cecelia Archer’s back, and the nurses nodded repeatedly.
"That’s her. They came in together. We saw it clearly. The woman seemed to have suffered a huge shock; she couldn’t even walk steadily. The man was very gentle and kept supporting her."
Claire Clark’s expression instantly turned uglier.
’This handsome guy, the one who mobilized both Director Mason and the hospital director, actually came here with Cecelia Archer?’
’That damn woman! What did she ever do to deserve this!’
’She’s just a single mother with no education and no future. Why is she never short on high-quality men?’
Claire Clark hated hearing others praise Cecelia Archer.
"And you all work in a hospital. What kind of outrageous things haven’t you seen? Do you really have to guess they’re a couple just because a man and a woman are standing together? What if the man was a driver who hit her family member and is just fulfilling his obligation to bring her here?"
That wasn’t an impossibility. Such incidents were common in hospitals.
"But they look so good together. He’s tall and handsome, and she’s beautiful and gentle. They look like a couple. Besides, I just heard that little boy call him ’Dad.’ They’re definitely husband and wife."
’He even called him Dad?’
’I have to admit, that woman, Cecelia Archer, really has a talent for winning over men.’
Claire Clark hated her even more, so much that her teeth began to itch with rage.
’But now isn’t the best time to deal with her. I’ll just have to endure it for now.’
After more than an hour in the emergency room, Candy was finally out of danger and transferred to a VIP ward.
Shane Grant told Cecelia Archer not to worry too much.
"I’ve already spoken to the hospital director about Candy’s condition. He said leukemia is no longer the incurable disease that strikes fear in people’s hearts. He’s going to assemble a team of specialists as soon as possible based on Candy’s situation and create a treatment plan. Don’t worry too much."
"And in the worst-case scenario, if she can’t be cured in this country, we can still go abroad. I’ll also consult with experts overseas. I won’t let any opportunity to save her slip by."
A minor bump had sent her daughter to the emergency room twice. Cecelia Archer’s stomach was still trembling with fear.
But Shane Grant was already doing his utmost to comfort her, and she didn’t want to keep a long face and make him worry even more.
"Thank you, Mr. Grant. If Candy really gets better, you’ll be the one who gave her a new lease on life. I really don’t know how I can ever have her thank you enough." freeweɓnovel.cøm
"Why are you saying that again?" Shane Grant sounded a little displeased.
"Cecelia, do you think we haven’t known each other long enough? That I’m being too hasty with my words and you can’t accept me yet? Why do you keep thanking me? Or are you saying... you don’t want to at all?" freёwebnoѵel.com
To be honest, Cecelia Archer didn’t want to.
The incident in college, followed by the years she spent living at her sister-in-law’s house, had given her a profound understanding of human nature.
She didn’t dare rely on anyone, nor did she believe anyone could truly be relied upon, especially not Shane Grant, whom she had known for less than twenty days.
But he was rich and powerful, not to mention young and handsome, and he didn’t mind that she was poor, unskilled, and had a daughter.
Cecelia Archer knew deep down that meeting a man like Shane Grant was the result of some great virtue from a past life.
If she didn’t choose to trust him, to rely on him, there would be no hope for Candy’s illness.
For Candy’s sake, she wouldn’t hesitate even if it meant being his nanny for life, let alone marrying Shane Grant!
She wanted to agree to Shane Grant immediately, but many instinctive reactions are beyond the control of the mind.
Right now, she just couldn’t get too close to him. It was as simple as that.
"I’m sorry, Mr. Grant. Please, just give me a little more time..."
’So does that mean she’s willing to accept me?’
Shane Grant felt a little relieved and, with great understanding, reached out and squeezed her shoulder.
"I understand. I completely understand. I don’t mean to pressure you. I just want to tell you that as long as I’m here, you don’t have to be afraid or worried."
"Alright, you didn’t even get to eat lunch today, and you’ve been running around for so long. You must be exhausted. I’ll have someone bring you something to eat."
He was so thin and had a hidden leg ailment, yet he was worrying about her like this. A pang of emotion hit Cecelia Archer, and her nose tingled.
"You and Annie must be exhausted too."
"We are. So we’ll eat together and stay here with Candy. We’ll make sure she doesn’t feel lonely when she wakes up."
The VIP ward was as spacious and luxurious as a hotel suite. It not only had a television, sofa, coffee table, and a private bathroom, but even a kitchen.
The group ate a meal that was neither lunch nor dinner. Candy was still fast asleep. Shane Grant took a call—there was an urgent matter at his company, and he had to leave for a while.
Cecelia Archer held Annie’s hand. "You can leave Annie with me. Go on, take care of your business."
Shane Grant left the ward. Not far away, a vicious smile appeared on Claire Clark’s face, hidden beneath her mask.
