My Wife Act Differently Behind Me novel Chapter 568

He had long wanted to see what Nicole looked like, and yet he missed such a wonderful opportunity.

Sebastian looked at his son with an innocent look. "I thought you disliked going to such parties, saying that the food was terrible, everyone there had an ax to grind, and it was boring. I did ask you to go with me a few times, but you turned it down. I thought—"

Martin listened to what he said and scratched his head with chagrin. 'It seems to be true.' He was in no mood to eat. As soon as he put down the cutlery in his hand, he received a phone call.

Sebastian glanced at it and showed that it was Michael.

He quietly withdrew his gaze. He never interfered in his son's career. Martin was a successful doctor, whose medical skills were well-known through San Joto. This was what Sebastian was most proud of. The corner of his mouth curled up in a subtle smile at the thought of this.

He saw Martin's face turn serious, and he did not want to disturb him from answering the phone.

"Who?" As the person on the other end of the phone said something, Martin got an impatient look on his face. "You know I will never accept patients like him. Go find Joyce; she'll certainly be happy to accept him."

Martin then hung up at once. Sebastian looked at his son's angry expression and sighed silently. "Who makes you angry again?"

Martin scratched his head irritably and said with annoyance, "They asked me to be Mr. Rogers Sr.'s surgeon. But I don't want to have anything to do with those wealthy people; they are full of themselves, expect too much, and don't follow doctors' instructions. Worse still, they blame doctors for not curing them when problems arise because of their attitude. It is annoying."

Sebastian looked at his son and nodded in agreement. "I totally agree."

Martin did not expect that his father would approve of him instead of scolding him for lack of a sense of responsibility or anything like that. "Dad, are you alright?"

Carl did the same. Their movement was quick, unlike someone who had just gotten off a seven- or eight-hour flight.

The airport was packed, but Nicole could sense someone staring at them. She then quickly spotted from the corner of her eye a few fearsome men in the crowd behind her.

"Are your whereabouts exposed?" Nicole asked Carl with a frown.

Carl was talking on the radio with a miniature headset in his ear when Nicole asked. He was stunned and blurted, "That's impossible."

Even his parents did not know about where he was going. His job was only to bring Nicole from Hustuaburg, and in order to make the trip discreet, he had taken an ordinary plane. No way his whereabouts could be exposed.