BookToReadChapter 309 Marsha felt like swearing at him. However, she bit back her words, settling for shooting Charles a fiery look along with an indignant huff in order to leave the hospital. He was being infuriating on purpose.
Charles had the urge to prod her puffed-up cheeks but held back. After all, she seemed like a balloon ready to explode.
Hazel was on the verge of speaking, worried about a possible confrontation.
Just then, Charles said, "Let's go." Her heart, which had felt like it was lodged in her throat, finally returned to its usual place. She was relieved as long as things didn't escalate into a physical altercation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCharles was the first to head out, with Marsha trailing reluctantly behind him. He guided Marsha and Hazel through a maze of corridors, utilizing a surgical elevator and swiping a card to access the doctors' private parking area.
Arriving at a red Ferrari, Charles opened the driver's side door and got in first.
The moment he took his seat, he noticed Marsha reaching for the back door of the car. He lowered the window and said to her, "Thinking of sitting in the back and makingyour driver?" With her hands firmly planted on her hips, she was just about to challenge Charles when a voice echoed from the parking lot's edge. "Did Marsha get into another car? Let's look over there." In the next instant, Marsha briskly moved around the front of the vehicle and swung open the passenger door. Marsha closed the door with swift, seamless motions. At that moment, the fans appeared from around the corner, barely missing Marsha.
Charles couldn't resist the smile that crept onto his face, which promptly earned him a sharp look from Marsha. "Quit laughing!" she barked, though her ears betrayed her with a slight reddening.
Whatever annoyance Charles had felt earlier had vanished. Now, as he gazed at Marsha, there was something charming about her.
Redirecting his focus to the road, he put on a mock serious expression and said, "Okay, no laughing. What's the address?" Seated at the back, Hazel discreetly observed the interaction between Marsha and Charles, keeping her presence as unnoticed as possible.
Once Marsha provided Charles with the address, she crossed her arms and sulked as she sat in silence beside him.
Charles entered the destination into the car's navigation system, and they eased out of the parking lot.
Upon reaching the exit, Marsha noticed several fans lined up quietly on both sides, anticipating her appearance. She pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a slight headache.
As a director in the film and television industry, she had no interest in being swarmed by fans. Why were the fans so eager? It was beginning to disrupt her everyday life.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs they drove Charles switched on the car's stereo, and the calming music that played helped ease Marsha's nerves. She settled back into her seat and looked over at Charles. "No surgeries today? Aren't doctors usually swamped?
Even though Marsha wasn't fond of Charles, she couldn't deny he was a skilled doctor. Typically doctors like him were constantly occupied. Yet here he was, already done for the day, and the sun hadn't even set. Charles sighed softly, his brows creasing slightly. "Doctors have rights as well, you know. After working tirelessly for an entire week, can't I leave early just this once?" He had completed his major surgeries the day before, and having averaged less than four hours of sleep each night this week, he was in desperate need of rest.
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Otherwise, he risked collapsing from exhaustion without even realizing it. In truth, Charles was already feeling rather sidepy Vs Wax a sleepy. After he dropped Marsha off, he intended to head hand get swell-deserved sleep.
Marsha observed the dark circles beneath his eyes and was He certainly momentarily speecharles appeared exhausted.
exhausted Charles concentrated on driving despite his weariness, maintaining his silence.
Marsha found herself unsure of what to say. The car's interior remained quiet. An hour later, the vehicle finally arrived at the parking lot of Marsha's apartment complex.
Charles' gaze becslightly blurry as he turned to Marsha and said, "We've arrived. You can get out now." He felt as though he could doze off at any moment.
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