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Karina was startled and quickly grabbed Wilfred's hand, rummaging through her bag for a wet wipe. "How did this happen? Why didn't you say anything earlier?"

Wilfred gently brushed her hand aside, his cool demeanor and tired expression softened under the streetlight. "It's nothing. Just a small injury. It'll heal on its own."

"That's not okay!" Karina shot back, ignoring his resistance as she took his hand and cleaned the wound with the wet wipe. She then pulled out a bandage, her movements precise yet tender.

Wilfred watched her in silence, his gaze inscrutable. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in his eyes, as if his thoughts were both present and absent at the same time.

Beneath the cold glow of the streetlamp, the air seemed to soften. Wilfred let himself linger in the moment, indulging in the rare warmth of being cared for.

The next day, they confronted Dr. Kerr, a prominent figure in organ transplantation. Dr. Kerr had narrowly lost the hospital's directorial position to Wilfred, a defeat that had forced him to continue his career as a doctor, albeit with a lingering bitterness.

do you have to accuse me?

Wilfred wasn't around, you could have stepped in or at least called him back to handle the

he only muttered dismissively,

someone who could make such a callous excuse. Instead

that moment, Karina thought of Wilfred-how he carried himself with quiet strength, shouldering accusations and insults without breaking, though

he had been there, that girl might

*Smack!*

realize what she had done until it was too late. "You're unworthy

dare slap me? You're just a lowly doctor, riding on Wilfred's favor, and you

the sharp pain made her wince. But before he could do anything further, Dr. Kerr let out a pained cry as