My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 910 Locked Up In The Office

Frank kept quiet. He lowered his head as his hand met his forehead. It seemed something was bothering him. “Dr. Watson, I…” Elizabeth tried but still failed not to come closer to him again.

Without raising his head, Frank said coldly, “Please go out. I’m not working today. All the appointments have been postponed.”

Elizabeth was instantly discouraged. As a doctor, she expected Frank to be professional. But reputable doctors could at times be impudent. So she did not say anything more and just turned around to leave, feeling unsatisfied. To Elizabeth’s surprise, the door she had just closed wouldn’t open!

Elizabeth twisted the doorknob again and again as anxiety riled her up. But no matter how hard she tried, the door just wouldn’t budge. She turned to Frank, embarrassment evident in her voice as she explained, “It’s not that I don’t want to leave. I just can’t open the door.”

“Why did you close the door?” Frank asked, sounding distressed. “The lock of this door is broken. Once the door closes, it will not open. I haven’t had it fixed yet.” As he spoke, Frank stood up, aiming for the lounge chair to lie on.

Frank massaged his eyebrows, seemingly out of energy. Frustration took over Elizabeth. She had not realized until now why Frank had kept his office door open from the very beginning.

the lock was

call them and ask them to find a locksmith to open it.” Elizabeth went back and sat on the chair. She looked at the man on the lounge

don’t save the nurses’ numbers in my phone.” Frank’s voice was so low it was practically a

to say, much less do. Finally, she got up and walked

chair, deep in sleep. He had his

She knew better than to wake him up and so remained silent. Elizabeth slumped back on the chair. She was bored and opted to read a book she picked up randomly in the room. But the medical book made no sense to her. All she did was

already went home since she said on the phone earlier that she couldn’t seem to find

could sense Janet’s anger and anxiety even from her words. She could

asked her impression

in hand, Elizabeth turned toward the sleeping man, letting her eyes study him

seeing his entire face, she could tell how cold and indifferent

he also looked very haggard. Considering that, he wasn’t handsome

she found Frank a