NovelEnglishChapter 1171 What Is Your Impression of Mr. Watson? Back in the ward, Claire told Violet, "Aunt Violet, | got the appointment." "That's great, why don't you go back and dress up?" Excited, Violet advised, "Like change your dress?" "It's just a meal." Claire didn't care at all, "It's not a date. This is no point in being so serious. And he knows what I'm wearing today.
It'd feel weird if | dress up on purpose." Violet agreed.
"Claire, don't just eat. Remember to talk." Violet gave Clarie stips based on her own experience, "Get to know each other, understand?" "Aunt Violet." Claire vaguely understood. She looked shy, "What are you talking about? It's just a meal. We are not dating." "Alright." Violet was happy, "I'm glad that you know everything so you don't need more reminders. But there is one more thing | must tell you." "Yes?" "Mr. Watson is single. He is not in a relationship with Dr. Wells. He toldthey were just colleagues." Claire looked at Violet, who was smiling, and jumped up from her chair, "What? Did you even ask him this?" "I did." Violet smiled, "Can't I? It's a very common question." Claire was dying of embarrassment, "Aunt Violet..." "Con, don't worry about it. You are not a child anymore. Mr. Watson is a nice guy." At this time, the door of the ward was opened slightly. They looked over and saw Ivan and Jennifer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mrs. Russel, Claire." Jennifer smiled, with sfruits in her hand, "Are you feeling better, Mrs. Russel?" Ivan also politely greeted the middle-aged woman on the hospital bed, "Mrs. Russel." "lI am doing much better, Mr. Marsh and Ms. Brooks, you guys must be busy. Thanks for taking the tto visit me. Take a seat." Jennifer and lvan's arrival interrupted the conversation in the ward.
At half past five in the evening.
"Claire, it's tfor your dinner with Mr. Watson." Violet had been keeping an eye on the time.
Claire took out her phone and glanced at it, "There is half an hour left, | don't want to be there too early. It'll makelook like | can't wait." "Yes, you should be more reserved, but don't be too much. Just grab the chance." Violet sat up and asked her seriously, "Claire, so, what is your impression of Mr. Watson?" Claire knew she would ask this question and she had asked herself the sone.
But she just didn't know how to answer.
"You are silent. Does that mean you like him?" Violet observed Claire.
Claire thought about it, and then answered, "I mean, | don't hate him." "So you like him?" Violet said bluntly, "I know that Mr. Watson is a trustworthy person the first t| saw him. | would wish nothing more if you guys end up together!" Claire didn't respond. Twenty minutes passed in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, it was five-fifty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClaire was a little nervous. That wasn't like her.
"Hurry up, it's six o'clock soon." Violet urged her again like an alarm clock.
Claire got up and walked out of the ward. In the corridor, she found that her heartbeat had sped up. The more she tried to restrain it, the worst it got.
In Rowan's office, Daphne was also there.
She was revising a patient document and found that Rowan kept checking his watch as if waiting for something.
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