Chapter 35
Beatrice picked at her clean fingertips, which was now pale. With her head lowered, she
stared at the string of digits on her phone screen until it went blank, but her calls were not
answered.
As her anxiety persisted, she bit her bottom lip until the shape of her beautiful lips
changed while her cold pale face appeared frail.
This is the first time Joaquin missed my call.
Is it because of the woman Ian mentioned?
Who exactly is she?
For the first time in her life, she was panicking as she felt things were going out of control.
Why did something like this happen now after five years?
Feeling irritated, she decided it was time to ring him again.
This time, the call was answered quickly. The man's low and cold voice came through the
phone, which had been softened significantly by the audio transmission. Beatrice's heart
raced a little as she heard the indescribable bass and gentleness in his voice.
"Why didn't you answer my call earlier?" she muttered, feeling wronged and dissatisfied.
Joaquin glanced at the sleeping Katherine, whose cold expression softened under the dim
light. Instead of appearing as icy as she had been in the past, her face appeared more
tender.
Hearing Beatrice's complaint, he pursed his lips and gently replied, "I was busy. What
happened? Who made you upset, hm?"
Beatrice's heart calmed a little when she heard his familiar tone and the unease she
harbored was gone.
"I get nervous when I can't reach you. Joaquin, let's…"
At that moment, she was dying to ask him when he was going to marry her.
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It had been five years, but he still had no plans to marry her. She could not figure out what
he was thinking.
"Let's wait. Now is not the right time. I'll marry you when the time comes." Joaquin
exhausted all his patience on Beatrice.
Since he chose her five years ago, he deserved to be held accountable.
After all, what his mother told him on her deathbed was still fresh in his mind.
He could not be like his father, who was an irresponsible scumbag.
"But I'm insecure. You're successful and attractive, and you're surrounded by a lot of
amazing girls whereas I'm a nobody. I only have you. What do I do if you decide you no
longer want me?"
At that moment, Beatrice's voice was filled with worry and vulnerability.
Joaquin stared in disbelief for a long time before slowly exhaling. "There will be no one
else, just you."
This was his promise to Beatrice.
"I haven't seen you in quite some time. Can you make time for me? You're my boyfriend,
but meeting you is difficult. When other people ask why, I can't even answer them."
Beatrice smiled, gripping her phone and acting coquettishly with Joaquin as she heard his
promise.
Before hanging up, he calmed her down by saying, "I'm busy these days, but let's meet
the day after tomorrow."
Turning around, he noticed Katherine, who was sleeping on the chair earlier, was already
awake and now stared at himself with bright eyes.
"I suppose Miss Cornell has a habit of eavesdropping, huh?" Joaquin asked, raising his
brow.
"Eavesdropping?" Katherine smirked as she arched her brow.
He was the one who answered the phone and spoke openly in front of her! As a matter of
fact, she was forced to listen to his mushy chatter on the phone.
"Let me correct you, my dear fiancé. I wasn't even interested in listening to what you had
to say. Plus, I didn't even say anything about the fact that you had to answer the call and
disrupt my sleep."
"I see you have quite a temper." Joaquin snickered as he observed Katherine's delicate
side profile.
It was apparent that she was exhausted and frail because of how pale her face was.
Currently, her brows were furrowed, which made her look rather annoyed.
As she did not want to engage in a conversation, Katherine yawned. "Drop me at the city
center. There's something I need to do."
She had just completed an exhausting operation on a patient, which resulted in her pale
complexion.
She would get a short fuse when she was tired, especially when she was woken up from
her nap. As a result, Katherine conveyed her irritation with her brows tightened. If she
could be violent with Joaquin, she would have done so right away.
With a tired expression, she shut her eyes after saying those words. Seeing that, Joaquin
decided to stop talking so she could rest.
Alhough the mountain roads ahead were rather flat, there were many road curves. As
such, he drove slowly and steadily to avoid waking Katherine, who was fast asleep.
Halfway through the drive, Ian phoned him in excitement. "Captain! Winson is awake! He's
wide awake! Greg also stated that his injuries are no longer a concern. He simply needs to
rest well for a few weeks! Who exactly is that woman, Captain? How could she be so
talented? You should ask her if she wants to work with us. She's more skilled than Greg,
and possibly even better than Greg's professor!"
After finding out the patient had woken up, there was a one-eighty in Ian's attitude.
Had he known Katherine's medical skills from the beginning, he would have worshiped her.
Joaquin looked over at the sleeping woman next to him and her brows furrowed as if
irritated by the noise, looking like she was about to wake up.
At once, he hung up the phone without hesitation and put his phone on silent after some
thought.
Meanwhile, Katherine was not able to sleep and was woken up as soon as Ian called.
The silence in the car was so loud that one could hear a pin drop. However, Joaquin did not
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbother Katherine, whose eyes were closed. She only opened her eyes when they arrived at
the city center. "Stop right here," she said faintly in her clear voice.
Casting a glance at her, he remained wordless and informed the driver accordingly. The
driver then looked for a space to park the car after which Katherine alighted from the
vehicle.
"I won't be returning to the Levisays for the time being, but I'll be back before the wedding
ceremony," she said, pulling the strap of her backpack, and then disappeared into the
crowd without looking at Joaquin.
She had a lot to sort out after returning to the country. Aside from the research institute,
there were many things to deal with at the company, so she was extremely busy.
Meanwhile, Joaquin took a long look in the direction she was going. His lips quivered
before he faintly said, "Let's go."
"Mr. Levisay, where to?" the driver asked carefully.
"Home."
…
Following Katherine's exit from the vehicle, she turned left and right before entering a
cafe.
In a quiet private room, a beautiful and competent woman came to deliver a document,
and stated solemnly, "The company has been registered according to your requirements.
Since the equipment has arrived, production can begin at any time. However, we have yet
to find a technician. Also, Miss Cornell, there are many cosmeceutical companies in this
country, so we are at a disadvantage. Given that we're starting from scratch, it looks like
we'd be in a really difficult situation, so you might want to reconsider."
"There's no need. The technician will arrive at the factory in three days' time and you
should be there to welcome them. I'll email the formulation to you shortly, which you can
apply for the patent. As for the rest, you don't have to worry. Just leave it to me."
As Katherine picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, a faint smile formed on the
corner of her lips.
Seeing that Katherine would not listen, the woman dropped the subject and said nothing
more.