Chapter 40: Marcus Learned the Truth and Was Torn
The man reeked of tobacco.
It stung Gemma’s eyes, making them water.
She quickly pulled back a little.
Marcus, however, didn’t move, his eyes narrowing with irritation as he glared at her.
“Got yourself in trouble? You want me to help you out?”
His voice full of reproach.
“That’s Mr. Gray. Can’t you control that need to prove yourself?”
She wanted fame, a promotion, Benedict’s attention–but this isn’t the way to go about it
There are experts in there.
Offending any of them could cost the Wilsons a lo
So, he wasn’t going to step in.
Besides, wasn’t it better to just quit her job and go back to family?
Gemma
gave him a confused look, utterly baffled by the way his mind worked.
“Mr. Wilson, I honestly suggest you turn left for neurology
Marcus’s face darkened.
“You’re still causing trouble in front of me? Cedric went to meet the director. Otherwise, you’d be…”
“Be what?” Gemma shot back. “You mean, I can’t leave here?”
She scoffed. “Mr. Wilson, don’t worry. We’re already divorced. You can tell Cedric not to go easy on me.”
With that, she walked past Marcus, intent on leaving.
Mabel, who had gone out to get some water, rushed back and saw only Gemma coming out. She looked surprised. “Gemma, they kicked you out?”
Mabel hurried over, concern in her voice.
“It’s okay. You’re young, you don’t get it. It’s fine. I believe you’ll do better in the future.”
Gemma had no idea what’s on her mind.
Are they all losing it?
“Straight ahead to the ophthalmology department.”
Mabel froze.
“Gemma, why are you so mean to me? I was just trying to comfort you..
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Marcus stepped in, pulling Mabel close with a cold tone.
“If she’s not going to listen, don’t bother with her.”
He’d already done his part by letting her go before Cedric returned. That was enough
Gemma rolled her eyes
“No wonder they said, never argue with a fool.”
How did she ever think Marcus was some perfect, untouchable man?
She must’ve been blind.
With that, she turned and walked away, only to run into Cedric,
\\“Gem… Dr. Kelestine, my grandfather…”
“Cedric, what did the director say?” Marcus, of all people, was standing beside her, grabbing Cedric’s arm.
Cedric yanked it away. “No, no. Dr. Kelestine, what’s going on? How’s my grandfather?”
Gemma was about to explain when Marcus spoke again.
“Don’t worry. The experts haven’t come out yet. What would she know? Just let her go write the medical record.”
Cedric blinked. “The experts haven’t come out? Aren’t you the assistant? Why are you out here? Is my grandfather in danger?”
He jerked away from Marcus’s grip and grabbed Gemma’s sterile gown tightly. “Talk to me! Tell me everything!”
Marcus furrowed his brow, trying to pull Cedric off. “Cedric, calm down.”
He was seriously about to lose it over Gemma’s stupidity.
He’d told her to leave right away,
But she had taken her sweet time.
Now, with Cedric practically on the edge of losing his mind, even Marcus wasn’t sure he could calm him down.
Gemma finally found an opening to speak. “The surgery was successful. Now, it’s just 24–hour post–op monitoring. Don’t worry. Go ahead and contact the ICU.
Cedric loosened his grip. First, a flash of shock crossed his face, then pure joy.
“What did you say? My grandfather’s okay?TM
Marcus’s face darkened further.
Was she really starting to lie just to get away?
Did she even realize how much worse the consequences could be?
Crazy
“Gemma, why aren’t you leaving?
His voice full of impatience
Hurry up. Was she waiting to get caught?
“No, no. Dr. Kelestine, please tell me more. Why hasn’t my grandfather come out yet?”
Cedric stepped in her way, unwilling to let her go.
It was like Gemma was now his lifeline.
He couldn’t let go.
Gemma pointed to the surgery room. “They’re talking to the ICU. Oh, here they come.”
Just as she said that, the door to the surgery room opened again.
A hospital bed was rolled out.
“Grandpa!”
Cedric was overjoyed, rushing to him.
Marcus’s eyes widened in surprise, but then he caught himself.
There were so many specialists involved. Of course, the surgery was successful, and Gemma didn’t need to be involved. It made sense she was out already.
“Now that he’s fine, you’ve gotten lucky. Just keep a low profile from now on. Don’t… Hey, where are you going?” “Looking for a spot with better sunlight. Don’t want to stand around talking to you and risk drowning in your nonsense.
Seeing Marcus’s fury made her feel oddly relieved, so she sidestepped him, ready to leave.
But just as she took two steps, a group of elderly men came rushing over.
They moved with surprising speed–like a group of sixty–year–old marathoners.
Chapter 40: Marcus Learned the Truth and Was Torn
“Gemma, wait! You still haven’t decided who you’ll choose!”
“I already told you, I’m the one who made the first suggestion.”
“Gemma, I’ve got a good relationship with the dean. I already spoke to him. Don’t worry.
Marcus was pushed to the side by the group of old men
He could feel the veins popping on his forehead.
What was going on here?
Experts in the medical field were now sucking up to Gemma?
“This needs some thought.”
Gemma’s voice floated over, dripping with indifference.
But the experts weren’t angry. In fact, they smiled even harder.
“Sure, sure. We’ll do it your way.
Gemma finally found a chance to slip away.
Marcus grabbed Dr. Wayn, someone he knew better. “Dr. Wayn, what was that about?”
“That genius?” Dr. Wayn smiled when he mentioned Gemma. “She’s the lead surgeon. Steady hands, sharp eyes. Her future’s limitless”
“By the way, Mr. Wilson, I saw you talking to her earlier. Are you close? I’m thinking of taking her on as my PhD student. Can you put in a good word for me?”
Marcus was stunned.
Gemma? That amazing?
“Dr. Wayn, are you sure?”
Dr. Wayn’s face darkened.
Marcus quickly explained. “I just think… she’s too young.”
“Geniuses are always like that,” Dr. Wayn said with a chuckle before rushing off to his next consultation.
Marcus, though, watched Gemma leave with a strange expression
He had once been blind, preferred peace.
So, there were times Gemma was quiet.
He’d sometimes ask her what she was doing, and she’d say she was reading.
He’d find it funny–this woman pretending to be studious.
So, he’d ask, “What are you reading?”
Her answer was always some kind of very difficult med books.
He thought she was just making it up.
Until he regained his sight and saw all the medical books on her bookshelf.
But he never really paid attention. He just thought she’d bought them to show off.
He hadn’t called her out on it, thinking he was doing something good
But now, seeing the truth, his heart raced with unease.
