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."

She was bullied and humiliated. So she screamed loudly for help, but no one came to save her. The feeling

by Mandy's body temperature. He frowned, turned around, and said to Lillian, "Bring another

took the towel and quickly disappeared to the

did not know how long she had been asleep. Subconsciously, she seemed to hear Nathan calling her name gently.

her, even after the saline drip had been finished. He just

she said in a hoarse voice as she opened her dry lips.

stammering voice, Nathan slightly unfurled his frowning forehead. He moved as he held her in his arms. Then he picked up the water glass from the

water stimulated her senses. She felt much more sober after a good sleep.

a bolt from the blue when she saw Nathan's handsome face

jolted. Mandy's voice was evident with surprise. She remembered vaguely that every time she woke up, Nathan had

Nathan said curtly. He didn't

unconvincing gesture. A bright smile appeared on Mandy's ethereal face,

health was not in good condition, she would catch a cold due to her weakened immune system brought on by her tonsillitis. But this

the doctor. You should know better," he added in his defense. Nathan felt guilty, knowing the reason why

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. With Mandy's weak body being

matter of fact. She was

to sleep or not?" Nathan asked to change the topic, not wanting to accept his defeat. "Get some more sleep," he commanded. With his bossy tone, Nathan ordered Mandy to have

time to get up. What time is it?"