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Realizing this, Richelie Dunn smiled politely at him and said,
“It’s nothing, I just feel a little hosick.”
Jack Quigley handed her a lunchbox that was obviously not a work al, “Then have so dumplings. A friend of mine brought them over, and I couldn’t finish them all. I divided them among everyone, and your portion might have a few more than the others as a thank you gift.”
Jack Quigley’s words seed honest because Richelle saw her colleagues carrying similar lunch boxes as she ca out.
Richelle took the lunchbox and thanked him, “Thank you!”
Jack Quigley sat down on the chair next to hers and casually asked.
“Are you missing your kids?”
Richelle looked at the lunchbox for a second and nodded.
“Yes, I miss them and their father too!”
Richelle was not a person who loved to flaunt her relationships or show off.
However, at certain tis and with certain people, she needed to flaunt and show off her happiness!
Jack Quigley’s smile faded a bit, and after a while, he continued.
“I read that paper you and your ntor published together. Your part was particularly brilliant and insightful.”
Richelle responded modestly, “It’s all thanks to my ntor’s guidance!”
If she guessed correctly, Jack Quigley wanted to discuss the paper with her in detail.
But she didn’t want to.
Firstly, she was exhausted and just wanted to sit alone and rest for a while. Secondly, she didn’t want to give him any wrong impressions, making him think they had a lot in common as long as the topic was professionally related. As expected, after her response, Jack Quigley was left unsure of how to continue the conversation.
Richelle didn’t want to embarrass anyone, especially since Jack Quigley was her senior.
She stood up and waved the lunchbox in her hand to Jack Quigley.
“Thank you for the dumplings, Professor Quigley. I’m a bit tired and would like to go back to the resting room to sleep for a while.”
As Richelle was about to reach the resting room, she heard a commotion coming from the hallway. Soon, she encountered several people with caras and microphones at the stair entrance.
One of the hospital staff mbers noticed her, looking delighted, grabbed her arm.
“Oh my, what a coincidence, Dr. Dunn! We were just looking for you!”
Richelle was confused, “Looking for ?”
The staff mber nodded, “The governnt wants to make a video to thank teams from all the countries for their support. Master Seaton said that you and Professor Quigley should handle the interviews for the dical team.”
Upon hearing this, Richelle felt a massive headache coming.
“But I have a lot of surgeries later, and I don’t have ti.”
The staff mber insisted, “It’s okay, it won’t take much ti, just five minutes.”
As he said this, he saw Jack Quigley coming from the resting area and waved to him.
“Professor Quigley, over here!”
Richelle turned and saw Jack Quigley walking over with big strides, his face showing no surprise.
Obviously, she was the only one in the dark about this.
“Dr. Dunn, this promotional video is a short piece made by the local governnt to express gratitude and send out a distress signal. It’s okay for us to film together, right?”
Richelle had always been adept at separating her public and private life. She felt a touch of sha upon hearing Jack Quigley’s emphasis on this.
She had only been worrying about her personal affairs while almost forgetting the main purpose of her trip.
“It’s fine, justgiwe a mont. I’ll put the food back in the resting room first.”
So, a few hours later, pictures of Richelle and Jack Quigley, dressed in white coats and wearing masks, standing shoulder-to-shoulder in front of the operating table, rapidly appeared on diplomatic headlines around the world.
Of course, Roy Lewis saw the picture as soon as it was released.
He didn’t expect to see his lover, whom he thought about day and night, in this way.
He was even more surprised to see his lover and the other doctor in the photo being nad the “most well-matched man and woman” in internet comnts.
Roy wasn’t sure if soone was purposely leading the narrative, but he knew that seeing those comnts made him want to smash his computer on the spot.
With a cold expression, he said to Nathan Caroule who was engrossed in the gossip,
“Hire so paid posters to bury the comnts about Richelle being a good match with that doctor.”
Hearing Roy’s icy tone, Nathan finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
“Alright, I’ll get on it.”
As Nathan walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window with his phone, Roy suddenly called out to him again.
“Put so blurred pictures of and Richelle in the comnts!”
Nathan looked back in surprise, “Boss, are you planning to go that far?”
Nathan thought, you and Dr. Dunn are not celebrities, so these online trolls’ comnts will be buried by new gossip tomorrow.
Roy glared at him, “What if the pictures were changed to your significant other, could you bear it?”
Nathan imagined the scenario and felt a surge of anger rush to his head.
He clicked his tongue, “Alright, I admit, I can’t bear it!”
Roy glanced at him, “While you’re at it, look into that doctor.”
Roy’s intuition was usually accurate.. Unlike Kendrick Yacoub, the young man who could be easily repelled, the man now standing beside Richelle was a formidable opponent!
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