Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313

Witnessing the sudden scene, both Owen and Aria’s eyes widened in surprise, and they turned their heads simultaneou

The eyes of the four met.

An awkward silence fell.

The room was so quiet they could hear each other’s breathing, with only the faint drip of the IV fluid breaking the tension.

The doctor was the first to snap out of it. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he said, “Well… you two carry on. I’ll just take this patient over to another bed.

With that, he hastily led the bewildered patient toward a bed in the far corner, making it abundantly clear he was keeping his distance and had no intention of disturbing them.

Aria was the first to snap out of it. Without bothering with Owen’s last button, she hastily stood up and backed away several steps.

At this moment, the girl settled back on the hospital bed, curiously eyeing Owen and Aria. She lowered her voice and whispered to the doctor, “That couple is seriously good–looking. They look wealthy–what are they doing in a little clinic like this?”

The doctor chuckled, half–joking, “What, is my little place not good enough for them?”

The girl quickly waved her hands. “No, no, that’s not what I meant! I was just saying.”

“Don’t get the wrong idea–they’re not a couple yet,” the doctor said as he pulled the curtain closed.

“Huh?” The girl’s voice shot up in surprise, full of disbelief. “They’re not a couple? Then what were they doing just now? Some kind of roleplay?”

The doctor nearly choked, coughing as his face flushed. “They were just taking his temperature, not… whatever you’re thinking.”

‘These kids really have no filter these days,’ the doctor thought.

“Just taking his temperature?” The girl sounded a bit disappointed. Then, getting nosy again, she asked, “So does that guy like her?”

The flimsy curtain might as well not have been there–it did nothing to muffle their voices.

Aria and Owen caught every word of the conversation.

Neither spoke–Owen stared at the ceiling, Aria at the floor, their faces still burning with embarrassment.

Five minutes later, the doctor walked over. “Let me check the temperature.”

This time, Aria didn’t offer to help, and Owen, too embarrassed to play weak, took out the thermometer himself.

“99°F,” the doctor remarked. “Young people really do bounce back fast. You can leave after this IV finishes. Just don’t catch a chill again. I’ll go get your

meds.”

Owen nodded. “Thank you, doctor.”

After the doctor left, the room fell silent except for the girl’s phone call with her mother. “Don’t worry, Mom. My roommate will be here soon to look after me. The bed here is really comfortable—I’ll be fine, I promise. Oh, and Mom, our school is organizing…”

Her words were abruptly cut off.

The sound of a thermos clattering to the floor echoed in the room.

A pained groan came from the girl, while her mother’s frantic voice came urgently through the phone. “Marie!”

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