How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 24

The distinct pressure on his tooth finally broke his concentration.

Winifred extracted the tooth, placed several cotton gauze pads in his mouth, and said, "Alright, bite down on this for half an hour. No eating or drinking for the next two hours. After that, you can have soft, lukewarm foods. Don't brush or rinse for twenty-four hours, and if you feel any swelling, you can use an ice pack at home."

After giving the instructions, she returned to her computer and started typing furiously.

Yvan stood up and walked over to her desk.

"I've prepared the bill for you. You can pay at the kiosk in the lobby or at the front desk," she said, holding the payment slip out to him.

Yvan stared at her delicate white hand, searching for any tell-tale signs.

He remembered a small brown mole on the webbing of her right hand, between her thumb and index finger. He had kissed it once.

But before he could get a clear look, she placed the slip on the desk and quickly pulled her hand back.

"Thanks."

Yvan took the slip and walked out.

Winifred finally let herself slump into her chair, completely drained. She felt weak with relief.

She must have been overthinking it. He probably hadn't recognized her after all.

"Dr. Spencer, did you see the group chat? Everyone's saying we're so lucky to get a close-up view of that handsome guy," Stella said with a laugh.

Winifred snapped out of her daze and picked up her phone to check her messages.

In the chat, Yvan's face appeared on her screen again. She stared at it, completely captivated.

Even though she had just been inches from him, she hadn't dared to really look at his face.

Now, on her phone, she could finally study him properly.

He had a more mature, masculine air about him now, but otherwise, he was unchanged. His expression was still just as cold and aloof as she remembered.

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