Karina might appear frail, with slim arms and legs that seemed as if a single push could knock her over, but Wilfred knew better. He understood just how resilient she truly was.

Others might work hard, but Karina always pushed herself several times beyond that. He often worked late into the night, performing back-to-back surgeries, and every time he left his office, she would still be there, pouring over medical journals long after everyone else had gone home. It was that dedication that had sparked Wilfred's decision to give her a chance.

Thinking back, he realized he had never seen Karina cry before. Not when the Stone family kept demanding money, not even when Kieran threatened her.

Yet here she was, her eyes rimmed with red, struggling to hold back tears in front of him-a man who had once gone out of his way to help her.

"I know I've disappointed you, Dr. Wilfred," Karina said, her voice trembling. "Don't worry, I'll resign tomorrow. I'll come up with an excuse, and if you don't want to involve the police, I'll still turn myself in."

Wilfred frowned, the lines on his face deepening with irritation. "Who said anything about you leaving?"

froze at his

stunned. She hadn't expected him to say that. Wilfred himself seemed

an accomplice. Based on her explanation, she was just a

the bridge of his nose, Wilfred let out a rare sigh, his tone softer yet firm. "I'm not asking you to leave. Whatever else happened, your medical skills are solid. I need someone I can train as a deputy, and there's no one else in this hospital better suited for the

utterly dumbfounded. Her wide eyes, filled with confusion, made her look almost

continued, his gaze steady. "Stop beating yourself up over this. It's

tried to get

in pain as she moved her arm. The injuries from her earlier fall weren't severe

her seat, his tone suddenly sharp. "What are you doing? You're

lips pressed together as she

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