NovelEnglishChapter 1208 Conversation With Tristan Staring at his reply, Claire felt butterflies in her stomach, her heart hammering. A smile blossomed across her face.
Rowan was always busy. He was either operating on his patient or answering the questions from the patients’ families. However, he immediately replied to her after receiving the photo.
Claire was overjoyed and sent him a location.
Shortly after, Rowan replied again, "Are you there alone?" Claire didn't want him to misunderstand she was with Tristan, so she hurriedly replied, "Of course. I'm alone." Rowan didn't respond in the following five minutes. Sitting on the rock, Claire was upset while staring at the phone screen to wait for his message, wondering if she had interrupted him and what he was doing.
While she regretted sharing the photo with Rowan, he messaged her again, "Be careful when you are out alone. Go back to the hotel early." Although he didn't send her many words, every single one was full of concern.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClaire becdelighted again. Curling up her lips into a smile, she sent, "Aren't you busy?" "Yes." His reply made Claire slightly embarrassed. The next second, he added, "I'm entering the operating room now." Reading it, Claire was in a good mood, wondering if that meant he respected her by updating her about his status.
"OK. Go ahead. Talk to you later," she replied to him.
No more messages cin.
Looking at the setting sun, Claire guessed Rowan must have entered the operating room.
Recalling his appearance while holding a scalpel, Claire thought he was indeed charming. Like an angel, he helped the sick and was with compassion and the ability to save others’ lives.
Claire worshiped him and admired him.
Sitting on the mountaintop, Claire watched the sun gradually go down. Then she dialed Tristan's number Tristan was thrilled when seeing her caller ID. He had just left the meeting room and stopped mid-step to answer the call. "Hello.
Claire?" He sounded tense, worried that she was in trouble again.
"Are you busy, Tristan?" Claire asked softly, standing up from the rock.
"Nope. What's the matter?" Tristan was excited as she had taken the initiative to call him.
"Tristan, | must give you my answer. It cannot be delayed any longer," Claire drawled apologetically.
Tristan's hammering heart sank.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the top of the mountain, Claire looked in the distance and continued, "It's my pleasure to be admired by you. Thank you, Tristan, but | have a crush already." "Rowan, isn't it?" Tristan wanted to know who the man was.
Claire didn't admit but her silence was the best answer.
Tristan smiled, feeling bitter. Striding forward, he said, "He's a doctor, so he's super busy. If you want to be with him, you must be generous. | can understand you falling for him now. How about in the future?" "That will be my own business, then, Tristan." Claire didn't like to analyze the relationship so rationally. "Love is irrational. Thank you again." Then she ended the call.
She felt sorry, but sometimes, she couldn't solve problems by simply an apology. It took time.
Tristan had planned to actively pursue her, like sending her gifts and traveling with her. However, before his plan was carried out, he was rejected. It was a heavy blow for him.
Claire followed two youngsters to go to the mountain bottom. She put on her earset and listened to the music, and the scene where Rowan wore a doctor's gown appeared in her mind. He was professional, wise, clinical, and knowledgeable.
He was like a ray of light--although he didn't belong to her, he lit her up.
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