My Sweetheart

"A thief? Are you alright? Money isn't everything. Safety is paramount." Vivian said with concern.

"I'm fine. But I met a friend."

"Friend? So you did meet a hot guy, didn’t you?" Vivian smiled.

"It's Jaydon." Kathy sighed.

"Interesting."

"It's nothing." Kathy stabbed at Vivian's forehead and shook her head resolutely.

"Could it be that you said no because he was younger than you? Or you have a thing for Reece? Well, it seems that he hasn't been here for a long time." Vivian thought of Reece.

Reece used to often come to the hospital, but Vivian hadn't seen him for months.

"He's been transferred. You won't see him in City N in a year or so."

For Kathy, Karl's decision was unexpected. But Karl and Reece didn't get along well, and Kathy could see it during the three-year stay with them.

Kathy went to the First Hospital to visit Jennifer after work at evening. Jennifer could be discharged in a week. And Karl had more time to work as Kathy was here.

"Mom, how are you feeling?" Every day, the servants would bring Jennifer's meals over and Kathy opened the lunch box for her.

"Great. I can eat well and sleep well. I want to leave the hospital early."

"I'll consult the doctor."

Jennifer looked better these days. She was energetic. But it was better for her to stay in the hospital for observation.

After consulting the doctor about Jennifer's discharge time, Kathy returned to the ward. But soon a call came, saying that Kathy needed to attend a medical exchange meeting in F country tomorrow on behalf of the neurology department of the hospital she worked in.

"Just go back if it's about work." Jennifer warned.

"I have a meeting to attend tomorrow. Take care of yourself, mother."

Returning to the Bridges House, Kathy turned on her computer to receive the email. She glanced over the schedule of the meeting and a speech at 10:00 attracted her attention.

of

Speaker: Dr Zofia Marshall

soon she

arrived at the Rosy Hotel in downtown at 8:00 in the

familiar voice came not long

have

see a young

her waist was a burgundy belt, and on her shoulder was a black-and-white cashmere

looked totally

past three years had seen her improvement

in her

it's your

behind her called her. Kathy

the first time they had talked with each

we meet again." Zofia

in Boston University as well as a member of the R&D

replied with

get herself prepared for the speech. Kathy came to her sense and read the detail about the schedule, in which there was an introduction about

tore it to

at 10 in the

hundreds of people, was packed. And on the stage was Zofia, who looked gorgeous and

articulate and eloquent, a side unfamiliar

that

had changed, and so

was no denying that Zofia was charming inside

enchanted that she listened to the speech

still sitting in her seat when the meeting was over at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Zofia's speech was a

was the last to leave the meeting

didn't want to go. But

the youngest professor in Boston

had made achievements in a research which would take others perhaps a decade. No

many