Meeting You Was Fate

"President Jin, with all due respect, please be gentle with the lady," John said kindly with a smile.

Nathan glanced at John as he said coldly, "Don't tell me what to do. Better shut up if I am not asking for your opinion."

"Women must be loved and should not be mistreated." As Nathan's private doctor, John was ten years older than him. Four years ago, Nathan had nearly died when he was racing cars on the top of the mountain. John had saved him from the life-threatening incident.

"Mind your own business. Will you?" Nathan shot him a warning look laced with irritation. Nathan saw that Mandy frowned painfully in her sleep. He felt pity for her.

"How ungrateful you are! I saved you, and now I saved your wife. How could you talk to me like that?" John replied with mixed emotions. There was a hint of sadness in his tone. Whether John was feigning it or not, no one could tell.

"Who said she was my wife?" Nathan asked without delight. He glimpsed at Mandy, who was lying on the bed. In his eyes, she was no one special–more like his property or perhaps a toy.

Deep inside, Nathan kept reminding himself that he shouldn't fall in love with Mandy. But every time he looked at her or heard her voice, she would get his attention. As if Mandy had some sort of enchanting aura that effortlessly attracted his senses.

"Really?" John gave him a skeptical look. "Isn't she?" John looked at Mandy for a while and swept his eyes around, wondering if there were any other women somewhere. "I haven't seen any other woman sleeping here in all these years." As an observant person, John could tell that Mandy was living with Nathan when he saw her in her pajamas.

Nathan curtailed his comments by asking, "Are you done?" "You may leave now," he added without waiting for John's answer. His anger had been roused, and his face turned red at the thought that his secret was revealed.

Of course, John was a smart guy. He quickly packed up his medical kit, and before he left, he patted Nathan on the shoulder and reminded him, "Take good care of her. Remove the saline drip bottle as soon as it is finished, or she will die."

her parents had been framed, and all of them were in jail. She was bullied and humiliated. So she screamed loudly for help, but no one came to save her. The feeling of helplessness was vivid,

had been warmed by Mandy's

the towel and quickly

did not know how long she had been asleep. Subconsciously,

side since she fell asleep. He didn't leave her, even after the saline drip had been finished.

in a hoarse

he held her in his arms.

to the last drop. The coldness of the water stimulated her senses. She felt much more sober after a

slowly. It was like a bolt from the blue when she saw Nathan's handsome face up close. So close to

feeling jolted. Mandy's voice was evident with surprise. She remembered vaguely that

a fever," Nathan said curtly. He didn't bother

asked with an unconvincing gesture. A bright smile appeared on Mandy's ethereal face, and her white

not in good condition, she would catch a cold due to her weakened immune system brought

I know?" Nathan retorted, feigning ignorance. "You are the doctor. You should know better," he added in his defense. Nathan felt guilty, knowing the reason why she got a fever.

room. Nathan kept turning on the bed for the whole night. The two of them had changed their position from time to time, and their whole bodies were almost uncovered.

cardiologist, not a general practitioner," she stated with pride and as a matter of fact. She was physically weak, but

or not?" Nathan asked to change the topic, not wanting to accept his defeat. "Get some more

and waved her hands. She wanted to get up and go to work. "Nah, it's time to