Emma felt like she was fated to spend her life in a hospital.
She had just finished her recovery period, and now she was back on the 15th floor, in the hematology department, to start chemotherapy.
Seeing Nathan again after several days, Emma noticed a small scar on his forehead. She was a little curious but didn't ask about it.
“Is everything taken care of?”
The man, who had been looking down at a medical file, suddenly spoke, his expression unreadable.
Emma was confused and didn’t understand. “...What?”
Nathan closed the file and looked directly at her. “You’ve completely broken things off with him, right?”
Emma wasn't stupid. She knew the “him” he was referring to was Evan.
She hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Nathan’s expression didn't change, showing no discernible reaction. He just said in a deep voice, “Good. I’ve arranged all of your follow-up treatments.”
The unexpected statement left Emma bewildered.
She knew Nathan was probably interested in her, but having just ended a marriage and with her current health situation, she simply couldn’t imagine jumping into a new relationship so quickly.
But then again, sometimes she felt she was overthinking it. While Mr. Allen’s words were sometimes vague and suggestive, he had never actually said or done anything concrete.
Then again, if he had, it might have been better. At least then she could have rejected him directly instead of being stuck in this ambiguous limbo.
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