Daddy the Miracle Medic (Lachlan and Miranda) novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Do you really want to slap me back?

Lachlan finally understood why Miranda came back to him. Was it to apologize for what happened yesterday? He guessed that Albie's son had the poison attack, which made Miranda's behavior towards him seem unreasonable and insulting.

In the face of Miranda's aggressive questioning, Lachlan calmly smiled and met her gaze. "I suppose Mr. Elliott's son had a poison attack yesterday? If I'm right, the child didn't die and he is probably grateful to me now, right? So your cooperation with him is likely already established."

He continued, "In other words, I helped you out yesterday but you told me to leave. Now that the truth has come out today, can't I give you a slap in the face?"

Although his tone was flat, every word he spoke was precise and logical.

Miranda was stunned by his response. She never expected such an answer from Lachlan.

This guy really wanted to slap her?

This surprised Miranda while also making her feel resentful and aggrieved as she looked at Lachlan with her beautiful eyes.

Both of her previous puppet fiancés were completely submissive in front of her, not daring to take a breath without permission. They acted like servants, and calling them "slaves" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Not only were her two previous fiancés like this, but most of the men she had encountered from childhood to adulthood were also like this. They always tried to please and obey her. It was because of her beauty and family background. No man had ever dared to hit her before.

At first, Miranda's attitude towards Lachlan was no different from that towards the previous two fiancés - just a servant or tool for her use. In her mind, Lachlan should also be obedient, pleasing and submissive like the others.

However... this guy actually wanted to slap her?

Even if it was just talk, it made Miranda feel a little indignant.

She realized that this man in front of her might be different from the previous two.

He only became engaged to save his daughter and for money - he didn't seem interested in pleasing anyone else.

"Fine, you can slap me back," said Miranda through gritted teeth. "But that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want! Understand our relationship!"

Lachlan shrugged his shoulders with nothing else to say.

"Okay then... why did you even bother asking?"

Miranda gave him a glare and the two of them ordered a private room to sit down in.

Lachlan could see that this was a woman who was dominant, domineering and extremely arrogant.

Perhaps, for a woman to be willing to compensate him in this way, it was already not easy.

"Quickly eat. After we finish eating, we will go get our marriage certificate and then go see my younger brother!" Miranda resumed her expressionless coldness and said.

"Ah? Marriage Certificate?" Lachlan exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, didn't we agree on this before? We will have a fake marriage and act out the whole thing!" Miranda had an air of entitlement.

"I thought it was just pretending to be an unmarried fiancé. But after getting the certificate, isn't this a case of playing with fire?" Lachlan asked.

"You're overthinking it. Even if we get married, nothing can happen between us. Get that clear!" Miranda said coldly, then explained, "Originally, I did intend to only find a nominal fiancé, but this time I have carefully considered it."

Hearing this, a shadow crossed Miranda's pretty face, and with a touch of embarrassment, she said, "Do I need to teach you even this? Weren't you quite adept at provoking your ex-wife just now?"

Lachlan awkwardly touched his nose, "So you're saying that I can be all sweet and cuddly with you in front of others, hugging and embracing?"

A faint blush appeared on Miranda's delicate cheeks, but she nodded, "When necessary, yes! But if you dare to intentionally take advantage of me, I won't hesitate to turn you into a eunuch!"

"Eh!" Lachlan broke into a cold sweat and instinctively squeezed his legs together.

...

On the other side, inside the Ward family estate.

Erik lay in bed while a middle-aged doctor conducted various tests on him. A white-haired but rosy-cheeked old lady stood next to him, looking at her husband with a face full of complaints. However, due to the incident that happened earlier in the morning, she dared not scold him at this time.

"Dr. Bailey, how is this shameless old man doing?" The old lady couldn't help but ask.

"This... this is impossible!" Clifford Bailey had an expression as if he had seen a ghost and muttered to himself.

The next second he looked towards Henry and Rowan, "You said that Mr. Ward had fallen ill this morning and almost died? How is it possible? His condition has even improved compared to before!"

Erik's condition would worsen every time he fell ill even if he didn't die. However, after careful examination by Clifford, it was discovered that Erik's physical state not only did not worsen but also miraculously improved.

What on earth was going on?