Chapter 196
Reasoning with a mentally ill patient was futile–you have to play alone, or risk triggering a violent outburst at any moment.
The moment Ross spoke, the man lunged at him.
Luckily, the doctors and nurses arrived just in time and managed to pin him down.
“You homewrecker! You stole my wife! I’ll kill you!” the mental patient screamed, thrashing his legs wildly in an attempt to kick Ross.
Ross pressed his lips together, his face turning grim. It was absurd–a scion of nobility being called a homewrecker, the very label he despised most.
“Sorry, sir. He has delusions–refuses medicine and treatment, and now he’s having an episode.” the doctor explained.
“Does he often come looking for Dr. Shelly?” Ross asked calmly.
“Actually, this only started recently. Ever since he transferred from psychiatry to neurosurgery, the moment he saw Dr. Shelly, he’d claim she was his w Last time, he nearly kissed her–thankfully, Dr. Shelly was quick to react, or that would’ve been a real disaster.
“Ever since then, the psychiatric patient had tried every possible way to see Dr. Shelly, but each time, the medical staff intercepted him before he could reach hier.” the doctor replied.
“Let go of me! I need to see my wife!”
Hearing it again, Ross snapped, “She is not.”
“She is!”
Ross shot back, “No, she isn’t!”
“She is!”
“No, she’s not,” Ross shot back.
The psychiatric patient’s face contorted, tears welling up but refusing to fall.
Inside, hearing the commotion outside, Danielle fastened her buttons, tucked a stray lock behind her ear, and stepped out the door.
Having just taken off her white coat, Danielle appeared in a fitted dress, her hair cascading down, flawless skin and delicate figure exuding elegance. Seeing Ross at the door nearly driving a psychiatric patient to tears, she thought, ‘This is almost too funny!
“She is, because i said sor” the psychiatric patient snarled, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth gritted.
Ross yanked Danielle close–one hand gripping her waist possessively, the other tilting up her chin–and kissed her hard.
The crowd let out a collective sigh at the scene.
Some male doctors felt their hearts shatter into pieces.
The ka qen had been kissed by a man who might just be her boyfriend.
bow‘ kissing technique was clumsy, but as a man, he had a natural instinct for it.
bandon, and Danielle obediently parted her lips for him.
The mosptare megy wild, worthing it could make clockers blush. Damn. Both of them were stupidly gorgeous. That wasn’t just a kiss; it was
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The psychiatric patient sat frozen on the ground like a statue–then, all of a sudden, burst into loud sobs.
Ross had only intended to give her a quick kiss and stop, but the moment Danielle responded, it was like a spell–he just couldn’t stop himself from wanting more.
The patient’s incessant crying finally got to Ross. Breaking the kiss, he saw Danielle–her lips slightly swollen, looking breathtakingly alluring. Without hesitation, he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the elevator.
After they left, Jason emerged from the shadows, his gaze dark and menacing.
At Riverdale Restaurant, Shermaine returned to the private room after using the restroom, took her seat, and said, “So, what’s the good news you wanted to share?”
Under the table, Joshua took her hand again and gently squeezed her soft palm. He said, “The Fondue Paradise manager couldn’t reach you, so they called me about that aunt you’ve been looking for.”
Shermaine gave a faint smile. “So you found her?”
“Mm–hmm,” Joshua nodded. “When do you want to meet her? I’ll go with you.”
Shermaine thought for a moment. “Right after my mathematics exam this afternoon,” she said.
“I’ll pick you up this afternoon,” Joshua said.
Owen watched the scene with approval–his grandson was really growing up. Still, there were matters that only he, as the family elder, needed to handle personally, especially since his grandson had called to ask for his help himself.
Owen stroked his grey beard and chuckled, “Hey, Janice, once Sheary’s done with her college exams, she and Joshua can finally tie the knot, can’t they?”
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