The two men went to the stairwell.
Jackson brought out a pack of cigarettes from his white coat pocket and offered one to Shane.
Shane took a cigarette and held it between his fingers. “Find another doctor for me. Stanley won’t do!”
“Why?” Jackson paused as he was trying to light his cigarette. “I’ve already contacted him. He will be reporting at the hospital soon. It’s too late to get a replacement.”
“He’s not as simple as he seems. I cannot entrust Jacqueline to him!” Shane caught the lighter Jackson threw to him but had no intention of lighting his cigarette.
“If we do not use Stanley, Jacqueline will not get well. It’s not that there are no brain surgeons who are better than Stanley, but these other surgeons are ageing and not suited to perform surgery. Are you certain you want to replace him?” Jackson dragged on his cigarette.
Shane knitted his brows but remained silent.
Puffing out a ring of smoke, Jackson looked at him and asked, “Shane, tell me honestly why you are unwilling to use Stanley. Is it really about Jacqueline’s well-being?”
“What do you mean?” The corners of Shane’s lips turned downwards.
Jackson flicked the ashes from his cigarette and smiled. “Isn’t it clear? Natalie was originally your fiancée but she was unfaithful and eloped with Stanley. It’s only natural that you’re annoyed.”
“You’re wrong. I’m not annoyed!” Shane squeezed the lighter and lit his own cigarette. “Stanley is not her husband.”
Jackson choked on the smoke and coughed for a while. With bloodshot eyes, he asked, “What are you saying? Natalie’s husband is not Stanley? But that was what she just said…”
“A smokescreen,” Shane replied nonchalantly.
Jackson ran his fingers through his curly hair. “Who’s her husband, then?”
“Who knows?” Lost in thought, Shane shifted his gaze onto the sparks at the tip of his cigarette.
Jackson curled his lips. “Okay, it’s irrelevant whether Stanley is her husband or not; this won’t affect me when I work with him in the future. However, I heard Silas say that there’s something going on between you and Natalie recently. This is very inconsistent with your personality. Don’t tell me that you have…”
“Do you think it’s possible?” Shane eyed him coldly.
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