To Be Yours Again novel (Jenny and Alex) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 I’m Not That Weak

However, Jenny merely glanced at him and looked at her phone. She saw the trending searches about her.

She scrolled down to the comments and guessed what had happened.

“You don’t have to feel upset. Those people don’t know what really happened and are just mindlessly gossiping.” Alec looked at her, full of worry.

Jenny put her phone away, looking calm. “It’s alright. I’m not that weak.”.

If online comments could affect her, she wouldn’t be here.

She gathered her emotions and looked at the woman with intrigue. She was about to ask her what she wanted to do. Before she could speak, however, a flock of nosy reporters rushed toward her and

surrounded her.

“So you’re Dr. Walter? As a doctor who refused to give a patient surgery, don’t you think you’re too unethical?”

“That boy was only a teenager. Could you handle his death?”

“Someone said you became a deputy director of neurosurgery through the back door. Can you explain this?”

The questions were fired one after another. Jenny’s expression was somber. She looked at one of the reporters. “Who told you that the boy died?”

“He… he didn’t?” Didn’t the news say that he had lost a lot of blood and was beyond saving?

Jenny glared at him coldly and swept a gaze over the rest. “As reporters, you can’t even find out the truth. I’d advise you all to go home and wash wash up.”

He could send them all running, but he couldn’t stop them from spreading nonsense. If this wasn’t handled properly, Jenny’s reputation would be ruined. He was at a loss.

Just then, applause sounded from the other end of the corridor. Everyone turned to look.

“What a great show.” Max smiled and walked over, standing by Jenny’s side.

“Mr. Pearson, do you want to help Dr. Watler? You must know that she nearly killed a child,” a reporter

said angrily.

The reporters all knew Mr. Pearson and Mr. Faust. They couldn’t provoke either of them, so they ignored. Alec and pointed their questions at Jenny. However, if Max interjected, they wouldn’t let it rest just like that. They controlled the media. A few simple words would earn them the favor of the people.

“I’m not helping anyone. I will only tell the truth.” He smirked, resting his gaze on the woman. At once, her face turned pale.