Chapter 912


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 912 A Misunderstanding


    “Hold on a second.” Frank thought for a while, and then realized he had indeed received a message


    from J earlier in the day. Unfortunately, he had been too preupied with the operation to tell


    J to ask her friend toe on another time.


    “Do you have anything else to say?” Elizabeth turned around, perplexed.


    “Okay, you jogged my memory. J did in fact send me a message, but I was in the middle of surgery


    at the time… I do apologize,” Frank apologized right away. He rubbed between his eyebrows and said,


    “Come inside. I’m going to see how you are right now. How are you feeling…”


    Elizabeth cut him off before he couldplete his sentence, “Forget it. Dr. Watson, you sound like


    you’re ready to drop. Take a break and rx. I’ll see you next time.”


    Elizabeth feared that Frank would tell her something she wouldn’t like to hear.


    She had to summon a lot of guts to get herself here. Frank didn’t have the time for her, so everything


    was probably just meant to be.


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    Elizabeth immediately left.


    “Hey…” Frank ran out of his office. He was just about to catch up to Elizabeth when he ran into Wade


    again. Wade’s toolbox was in his hand, but Frank knocked it off and everything inside was suddenly


    everywhere!


    “Why have youe back, Wade?” By this point, Frank had no option but to go down on his knees and


    assist Wade with the tools.


    “You owe me money. That’s why I’m here.” Wade, noticing that Frank’s gaze had wandered, looked at


    him with a grin and remarked, “So you denied that she was your girlfriend, right? Then I guess you


    can’t keep gazing at her like that, Dr. Watson. What a lovely young woman she is!”


    With that, Frank pulled a hundred-dor bill from his wallet and remarked, “The answer is still no, and


    she is not. Keep the change. If the door is damaged again, I’ll be sure to contact you again.”


    He got to his feet and set off after Elizabeth.


    Elizabeth was presently awaiting the elevator.


    J texted her to inquire about the oue and whether or not Frank had rmended any course


    of therapy.


    Elizabeth did not tell her that Frank didn’t have time for her at all. She had to reassure J that she


    would take care of herself and then asked her friend not worry about her.


    Elizabeth pressed the send button on the message and then entered the elevator. After her, two other


    nurses entered carrying papers.


    “Have you been listening in? Our hospital was experiencing a medical dispute.” Because of their close


    proximity, Elizabeth could hear the short-haired nurse’s muffled voice even though she was speaking at


    a reduced volume on purpose.


    Sighing, the shorter nurse said, “In a word, yes. I have an idol in the surgeon who performed the


    operation. Dr. Watson. He must be in horrible pain right now. He lost a seven-year-old child whom he


    had cared for for four years. I heard the kid had been sickly since birth and had spent much of his


    childhood in the hospital.”


    “Sadly, there was no way around that. Yesterday, the boy’s condition deteriorated dramatically, and his


    death was to be expected. The boy’s mom, however, had a mental breakdown and had been harassing


    Dr. Watson, iming the whole thing was his responsibility. What does any of this have to do with Dr.


    Watson, though? Everyone at our facility had done everything they could to help save her son’s life,”


    the short-haired nurse voiced her dissatisfaction. Her voice increased steadily as she spoke.


    “Reduce your voice, please. It’s not just us here.” The nurse, who was noticeably shorter, tapped her


    on the shoulder and winked.


    Elizabeth pretended not to hear anything as she continued to fiddle with her phone. She finally realized


    why Frank looked so down in the dumps when he returned to his office.


    Elizabeth walked out of the elevator once the doors opened. She wanted to go upstairs to check on


    Frank once again, but she heard footstepsing from the direction of the stairwell.


    Frank came running down the steps, his breathing out in gasps.


    He was relieved to catch up with Elizabeth. He gave her the coat and told her, “You forgot to take your


    coat with you.”