Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

The stairs…it was like a bridge.

Maya did not cry because she was not home.

Am I hallucinating?

Her heart pounded in her chest. The hallucinations that would appear from time to time were simply a nightmare for her. I will find out what is wrong with me when I get to the hospital.

When she reached the hospital, Stephen accompanied her to the doctor’s room.

“How did you injure yourself?” The doctor asked.

“I tripped and fell down the stairs,” Nicole confessed.

“I’ll deal with your wound first then.”

Nicole thanked him, “Alright, thank you.”

As he watched the doctor disinfect his daughter’s wound, Stephen grew more worried and bombarded the doctor with questions, “Is the injury serious? When will it heal? Will it leave a scar?”

“It is not a small cut. We will have to wait to see if it will leave a scar,” the doctor clarified.

a thorn stabbing into Nicole’s

would still love her if she had a scar

not confident that Evan would still love

accept it. As a woman, her face was her most

does not leave a scar.

my

“Thank you.”

wound, he wrapped it up with gauze and gave her

that moment, Nicole stretched out her arm. “Doctor, I think I have a superficial wound on my arm. Will

“Okay.”

the white gauze

she reached out her arm and gently touched the bandage on her face with concern. Instantly,

I don’t mind if my arm ends up with a scar, but there is no way I can accept a scar on my face. Please God, I beg

is there anywhere else you feel unwell?” Stephen asked with

check-up but found nothing abnormal. He told her that it might be due to stress and

feel assured as she did not think it was due to stress and lack of rest. However, she was also wondering

Imperial Garden, she headed straight

anyone see the bandage on her face. Secondly, she felt uneasy that her

who was in her disguise, smiled smugly. Her eyes lit up in

but she managed to make Nicole