She truly had no way to deal with Alaric Faulkner’s shamelessness.
Every time he shamelessly said things , making her grit her teeth, wishing she could hit him to vent.
Thinking about how this is Faulkner Family territory, Alaric’s domain, she cannot afford to act impulsively, so she has to let it go.
"Do you have the confidence to pass the entrance exam?" Alaric asked.
Eleanor Sterling sneered and replied, "Do you think it’s that difficult?"
She’s the renowned doctor Sally, a student of Brian Zane, the top internist.
Now Brian Zane has long stopped accepting students, Eleanor is the last one.
That’s why those who seek Brian Zane for surgery have come to her instead.
If she couldn’t pass the medical school exam, people would laugh their heads off.
"Since that’s the case, then I’ll wait for you to give my grandmother a good slap in the face."
Eleanor was speechless for a moment; it felt like she had fallen into a trap. Does she really have to take the medical school exam?
Alaric spoke up, "For the foreseeable future, I might stay in Aethelgard. To protect Estelle’s reputation, you must have a credible identity."
Eleanor was indifferent; would he have any necessary connection between him staying in Aethelgard and Estelle Sterling?
But thinking of the cold stares and contempt Estelle faced before, Eleanor felt a pang of guilt in her heart.
In a place like Aethelgard, high-ranking families are everywhere.
Eleanor suddenly realized something was amiss. She had no plans to stay in Aethelgard, so why was she considering Estelle’s issues?
Also, if she stayed, exposing Sally’s identity should be enough.
Soon, Eleanor quickly dismissed the thought.
No, no, Ghost Doctor Elder Sawyer and Brian Zane, these two nemeses, are both in Aethelgard.
If she exposed her identity, wouldn’t that be courting her own death?
Eleanor looked frustrated; she made this mess herself, and she had to swallow this bitter pill.
It seemed the only path before her was the one given by Madam Faulkner: to take the medical school exam under her other identity.
Eleanor convinced herself it was all for Estelle Sterling, and the guilt she felt for Alaric’s involvement eased somewhat.
Relaxing completely, Eleanor realized just how too close her position with Alaric was.
She moved, wanting to pull away, but unexpectedly he tugged her, making her fall onto him instantly.
Well, now this posture is even closer, even more ambiguous.
Eleanor hurriedly said, "You... What are you doing? Let go of me."
Feeling Eleanor squirm and rub on top of him, ignited the fire within him.
"Don’t move." His voice clearly dropped, with a hint of huskiness. This update is available on ɴovelfire.net
With this close proximity, Eleanor felt his obvious change, her face reddened as she asked, "Are you... Are you better now?"
Alaric knew what she meant.
Thinking that this woman was still misunderstanding his capability, he wished he could make her understand just how wrong she was right here.
"Encountered you, recover without medicine."
Alaric’s deep voice sounded, with a meaningful tease.
Eleanor was somewhat speechless, "Weren’t you pretending earlier?"
Alaric chuckled lowly, leaned closer to Eleanor’s ear, and said hoarsely, "Why don’t you consider it could be another reason?"
Alaric’s eyes gradually deepened, his thin lips curved into a wicked smile, and he said word by word, "I only want you."
"I’m going back." Eleanor suddenly pushed him, stood up, and fled in a panic.