Chapter 482

“I’m fine, really.” Dorothy knew Everett must be worried sick about her, so she walked over to Dr.

Quincy’s side and whispered, “If he asks about me, just tell him I’m doing great! I don’t want him to

worry.”

Dr. Quincy’s lips curled into a smile, revealing two charming dimples that made her look like a college

student rather than a seasoned physician.

“You two are really a pair. He told me the exact same thing.”

Dorothy paused, a flicker of concern crossing her face. “Is he okay, though? He’s not hiding anything

serious from me, is he?”

Dr. Quincy patted her shoulder gently. “Don’t worry! He’s fine. I wouldn’t tarnish my reputation by letting

something happen to one of my patients. But you need to take your leg seriously. Mr. Lopez is right;

you need to take care of yourself.”

“It’s just a fracture. I had surgery and everything.”

“But looking at your wounds, it seems like there might be an inflammation. Did you leave the ward and

come here right after your surgery?” Dr. Quincy always had an eye to detect these tricks.

Dorothy showed an embarrassed, sheepish grin. “I was worried about him…”

“I understand. But Mr. Lopez is out of danger now, so it’s time to focus on your own recovery.” Dr.

Quincy moved behind her wheelchair and began to push it forward. “Let’s head over to the consulting

room. I’ll take a look at you.”

Dorothy knew it would be foolish to argue now.

“Thank you, Dr. Quincy.”

“You’re welcome.” Dr. Quincy chatted as she pushed the wheelchair along. “Honestly, seeing how you

two caring for each other, it’s touching. It makes me believe that love really does exist in this world.”

Dorothy glanced at her sideways. “You’ve never been in love?”

Dr. Quincy made a face. “I’m a med student. My life revolves around the lab and the clinic. The only

men around are either my professors or fellow doctors with a similar career drive. Nothing would ever

happen. But during my time in the clinic, I’ve seen plenty of long–term couples who, when faced with

life or death, seem to value money over everything else.”

Dorothy blinked, deliberating her words.

“They hesitate to spend money on their partner’s treatment?”

“Yes! Some could have paid a little more for a cure but chose to give up instead.” Dr. Quincy sighed.

“That’s why I’m terrified of marriage. The dark side of human nature is just too frightening.”

Dorothy wanted to express her shock, but then she thought of Maxton. He was exactly the kind of

person Dr. Quincy described. His mother was inpatient for years, yet he never paid the medical bills, let

along visiting her in the hospital.

If it hadn’t been for Everett, she might neither have believed in love.

“But seeing the love between you and Mr. Lopez, how he’d risk his life for you… He seems like such a

hero.”

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“Everett’s actually quite silly.” Dorothy thought of how he looked at her the powerful CEO of Lopez

Corporation, yet always timid and humble as he saw her and she couldn’t help but smile.

–

His cautious tenderness was probably something only she got to see.

“You call him silly but watch out. I might just spill the beans to Jonathan!” Dr. Quincy teased, clearly

unaware of the complicated. relations. She still regarded Dorothy the recognized daughter–in–law of

the Lopez family.