Raina’s eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation, and she quickly rolled over as she sensed Elias Hawthorne finally loosen his grip.
The emptiness in his arms made Elias feel uncomfortable; if he weren’t so weak right now, he might have dragged Raina back already.
This time he’ll just endure it!
Raina looked at Elias Hawthorne with a sulky expression, feeling instantly relieved. Turning her head, she saw the assistant standing at the door.
She was anxiously being called Vivian.
Vivian couldn’t help but say, "Raina... Apothecary, you’re President Hawthorne’s attending doctor. You should understand that even though President Hawthorne has been detoxified, he should rest peacefully and his mood should be calm. How can you scold him like that? If anything happens, who will take responsibility?"
Listening to the young girl’s aggrieved voice, Raina raised her eyebrow involuntarily, "So, are you accusing me? Or teaching me how to do my job?"
"No, I didn’t mean it that way. President Hawthorne, Apothecary Raina misunderstood me. She... I..." saying this, her eyes turned red, her tearful look seeming like she had been severely bullied.
Raina crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, looking ready to watch the drama unfold.
Elias Hawthorne’s face darkened a little, "Raina is indeed wrong!"
Upon hearing Elias say this, Vivian’s expression lit up with joy, "Apothecary Raina, did you hear that? You really went too far just now, you..."
Elias Hawthorne, hearing Vivian’s lengthy discourse, impatiently interrupted her, "I meant, Raina, as my wife, you’re calling her Apothecary Raina, where does that leave me? You should be calling her Mrs. Hawthorne or Young Mistress Hawthorne!"
Vivian’s expression froze, full of disbelief, "President... President Hawthorne..."
Raina was displeased, casting a cold glance, "Mrs. Hawthorne, Young Mistress Hawthorne? Do I need to carry your surname?"
Her words carried a confident and strong aura, making her quite captivating.
Elias Hawthorne chuckled softly, "If it bothers you, I can take on your surname and let everyone call me Raina’s Mr. Hawthorne from now on, how about that?"
Raina snorted coldly, "Do you really think I’m foolish?"
"I wouldn’t dare." Elias Hawthorne’s lips curved with a smile, "My wife is so astute, who would dare to call her foolish?"
"Stop pretending, don’t think I don’t know you’re mocking me."
Elias Hawthorne raised his hand, "No way. If you don’t believe me, I can swear."
Vivian stood on the side, watching the two of them flirt and banter, feeling increasingly aggrieved, and couldn’t help but burst into tears and run out. Discover more novels at novel✦fire.net
Raina watched Vivian’s retreating figure and shook her head, "How can she be so weak? Such poor fighting ability?"
She hadn’t done anything yet and the person left; at the very least, shouldn’t she be fetching tea by Elias Hawthorne’s bedside, contrasting herself favorably?"
Elias Hawthorne immediately said, "My dear, rest assured, no matter how strong other women are, I won’t spare them a glance."
Raina, genuinely sincere: "Go ahead, look all you want. It’s okay, I’m always ready to pack up and leave, otherwise, if things go south, I’ll be the unlucky one."
Elias Hawthorne chuckled, not taking Raina’s words to heart.
Seeing Elias Hawthorne was fine, Raina stepped out of the hospital room.
As she stepped outside, Leila Foster approached her, "Raina, how’s President Hawthorne?"
"That’s good." Leila Foster breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, what’s up with Vivian? She came to me crying earlier, saying she wants to take extended leave. I couldn’t help but agree."
"She confessed to President Hawthorne and got rejected. Her face probably doesn’t look good right now, but it’s no big deal."