Isabe was taken aback by Evelyn’s directness and didn’t know how to respond at first. “No, I went home yesterday. Besides, he’s not my boyfriend, so there’s no way we would do anything like that.”


    Evelyn persisted, “Then howe you arrived in another luxurious car today?”


    Evelyn and Isabe were good friends from college, so she was aware of Isabe’s family situation. Isabe’s father had passed away a long time ago, and she usually worked on weekends to make money. She couldn’t afford a luxury car. Moreover, the person who had driven her to the hospital seemed to be a chauffeur. How could she suddenly afford a chauffeur? Evelyn couldn’t wrap her head around it.


    Evelyn’s curiosity was piqued.


    Isabe felt a headacheing on due to Evelyn’s relentless questioning. “My mom married a wealthy man, so I’ve been exposed to these things…”


    “Wow, that sounds amazing!” Evelyn couldn’t help but exim. “Your mom managed to marry a wealthy man years after your father passed away. Isabe, I envy your mom. Unlike me, I can’t even find a boyfriend.”


    Evelyn then changed the subject, “Your suitor from yesterday looks quite young and handsome. When are you nning to get together with him? And then maybe introduce me to his friends?”


    “Evelyn, you really shouldn’t. They’re not good people,” Isabe warned. She couldn’t help but think about what Emanuele had donest night. That jerk, she would never forgive him!


    “What does it matter? He’s wealthy, good-looking, and treats me well. That’s all I need,” Evelyn replied, her simplicity shining through. She didn’t seem afraid at all, and in fact, she was excited. She loved the idea of a passionate love that was all about loving her while defying the world.


    Isabe shook her head as she looked at Evelyn’s innocent expression. Maybe she shouldn’t tell Evelyn too much about this. She could deal with this on her own, but she didn’t want to involve her good friend.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Just then, Pippo Chi entered the room. “What are you two talking about? You should get to work; if the head nurse catches you chatting, she’ll scold you.”


    Pippo was dressed in a white coat and wore gold-rimmed sses. He had a gentle and clean appearance, exuding the aura of a doctor.


    “Okay,” Evelyn said, leaving the office to prepare for the uing surgery.


    Isabe stayed behind, organizing patient records. Both she and Evelyn were surgical interns, just starting out, doing mostly assisting work. Pippo, on the other hand, was their senior by three years and had been working at the hospital for several years.


    Rumor had it that Pippo was the son of the hospital’s director, but he kept a low profile, and there were no reports of him taking advantage of his family connections.


    When Isabe and Evelyn had started to work here, Pippo had been very helpful to them.


    “Isabe, how are you feeling? You look a bit off,” Pippo inquired, his concern evident in his gaze.


    “Oh, I’m okay,” Isabe replied, trying to appearposed.


    Pippo leaned closer to Isabe and spoke softly, “There are rumors going around the hospital that a wealthy man is pursuing you. Is it true?”


    Isabe nodded, a troubled expression on her face. “Yes, it’s true, and I’m feeling quite uneasy about it.”


    She didn’t want any of this, but she felt like her life had taken a dark turn since that party. It was as if the mafia had pulled her into a downward spiral. Was she destined to live in hell?


    Thinking of Emanuele’s cold, hazel eyes, she couldn’t help but shiver.


    “If you don’t like it, just reject him. Nobody can force you,” Pippo consoled her.


    “Yeah, nobody can force me,” Isabe said with a smile, but her heart was far from cheerful. Emanuele could force her, and that was the problem.


    Pippo watched Isabe as she diligently worked. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft, beautiful glow on her face, making her look like an angel.


    Pippo bit his lip and said, “Isabe, I believe you’re more suited for a peaceful and simple life, don’t you think?”


    Isabe looked up at Pippo, her eyes brightening. She hadn’t expected Pippo to understand her so well. Many people thought that dating a wealthy man was a good thing, but she just wanted an ordinary life.


    “Yes, I think so too,” Isabe replied.


    …


    When it was time to leave work, rk drove over to see her again.


    “Isabe, we didn’t get a chance to have dinner togetherst night. How about dinner tonight?” rk suggested.


    “Sure,” Isabe agreed, getting into rk’s car.


    This scene sparked envy in Evelyn, who waved at them with a teasing smile. “Hello! If any of your friends need a girlfriend, you can send them my way!”


    “Sure thing,” rk replied with a grin.


    He then looked at Isabe and asked, “Your friend is quite interesting.”


    Isabe smiled, but bitterness filled her heart. She didn’t want Evelyn to get involved in this world, but seeing her eager expression made Isabe think that maybe she should talk to Evelyn about it someday.


    Just then, Isabe’s phone rang, and she saw that it was Emanuele calling. She couldn’t help but furrow her brow. Was Emanuele watching her again, seeing her with rk? The thought of Emanuele’s terrifying demeanor from the previous night sent a shiver down her spine.


    Her phone, once a simple device, had be a source of fear. She wished she could just throw it away.


    rk noticed Isabe’s hesitation when she saw the caller ID. “Your brother’s calling. Is something wrong?”


    Isabe shook her head. “I don’t know.”


    “I’ll answer it,” rk offered, taking Isabe’s phone and putting it on speaker mode for her to hear.


    “Emanuele, what brings you to my sweet Isabe today?” rk asked casually.


    “Why did you answer? Where’s Isabe?” Emanuele’s voice was cold and menacing.