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“Is she okay?” Bertie asked, calling her immediately.

“I think so, but inside she must be suffering.”

“Take good care of her.”

“I will. I can’t help but think that ever since she enrolled, bad things have happened to her.”

“She should never have enrolled at Ocean University.”

“Why?”

Bertie did not reply. Some things, even he didn’t know too much about. “It’s late, get some sleep.”

He hung up on her, and Zofia, looking at her phone, felt quite frustrated. Why would he be so vague?

The next day, Kathy woke quite early. Benedict was back, and she wanted to train with him. She went to the hospital, which she still felt a bit apprehensive about. The patient who’d been infected had not yet woken. Because Aaron was not a neurologist, the patient had been passed on to Benedict.

Aaron, seeing Kathy, narrowed his eyes. “Benedict, why have you brought Kathy?”

“She’s my student.”

“Her behavior isn’t acceptable, the president wants her expelled.”

“Professor Fisher, I haven’t been expelled yet, I have a right to be here,” Kathy responded coolly.

Aaron scoffed, “Is that the sort of attitude a student should have?”

“You disrespected me first. I don’t think my attitude is the problem.”

“You! Kathy…”

Coldly Benedict cut in, “All right, Aaron, I’ll take over with the patient. Thanks for your work up until now.”

Aaron flushed and stormed away, and Kathy heaved a sigh of relief before focusing on the task at hand. But it wasn’t long before a middle-aged woman entered asking, “Are you Kathy?”

“Hi,” Kathy replied, “I’m—”

But before she could finish, the girl stormed over and shoved her, saying, “You’re despicable, it’s your fault that my son won’t wake up!”

Kathy paled, leaning against the wall for support, but it was as if the woman before her had gone mad—she wanted to shove her again. Kathy steadied herself and fended off the other woman, saying, “I’m sorry for what’s happened to this patient, but right now the incident is unclear, please calm down.”

“How can I calm down? This is all your fault, it’s your fault he was infected, it was you!” Her voice was quite loud, attracting the attention of many in the hallway. They all looked at Kathy with reproach.

“So it was her fault… I heard she used surgical tools that hadn’t been disinfected…”

“Miss Kathy, he’s busy…”

“Okay, if he gets a chance, please have him call me. Thanks.”

“Got it.” John hung up and looked at his boss, cold sweat dripping down his back. “Sir, Miss Kathy requests that you call her.”

“Okay,” said Joseph. Yet he made no move to do so. John didn’t dare say anything, though Joseph was not busy at that moment…

Some time later, Joseph left the hotel. Along the river was a restaurant, its interior romantic and tasteful. Nearly all its patrons were couples. Joseph entered expressionlessly and sat down at the best table. Ella approached.

She wore a long red dress that hugged her figure, and looked bewitching. Yet she was no more than twenty. Coyly she said, “I’d half-thought you weren’t coming.”

“You dared threaten me. How could I not come?” he smiled coldly.

“You know, I like you.” Faced with him, she couldn’t control her feelings. A year ago he’d driven her out of City N, and her parents had divorced. She’d gone to live with her mother, changed her name, but her feelings for Joseph had never changed.

Now she wasn’t Sophie Fisher, but Ella Bridges. Yet Ella still loved Joseph. Though she’d never be Sophie again, she’d go after what Sophie had wanted.

“You say you like me, yet you threaten me,” he noted coolly.

“It’s all I can do. I know you and Kathy have divorced, so I’ve got a chance.” She pursed her lips hopefully. She always wanted to act mature, but before Joseph, she was just a little girl.

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