My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 668

Emily shot back, “If you didn’t want to get involved, then why did you come here with me in the first place?”

Alex returned the stack of files to her hands. “I was just curious. Is that a crime?”

He stood up, jamming both hands into his pockets. “As far as I remember, you and I aren’t exactly close. So why should I help you?”

He angled his body away from her, making it obvious he had no intention of lending a hand.

Emily hesitated for a moment. “Is that really what you think?”

“What else? Did you assume just because we know each other, I’d be at your beck and call?” Alex’s tone turned mocking. “Emily, don’t you think you’re being a bit naive?”

“Or maybe…”

He turned to face her, locking eyes. “Have you forgotten what you did to Isabella? Or that whatever there was between us barely even counted as acquaintanceship?”

Under the harsh white glare of the hospital lights, Emily’s dark eyes were strikingly clear. She kept her tone steady. “You told me you were a doctor and not to question your judgment. Isn’t that right?”

Alex let out a short, humorless laugh. “So I’m a doctor, and that means I should help you?”

Emily fell silent.

He raised an eyebrow. “Should I call you naïve, or just a good actress? Don’t waste your time trying to pull rank with the whole ‘doctor’ thing. Yes, I am a doctor, but my responsibilities end with my patients. Investigations aren’t my job—especially not when it’s your mess. Don’t expect me to clean it up.”

Emily just looked at him, saying nothing.

Alex’s voice was icy. “If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. And don’t drag me into this again.”

“I understand,” Emily replied quietly.

Emily watched his retreating figure until he disappeared out of sight.

After a long moment, she let out a quiet, bitter laugh, then gathered up the files and headed back to the patient’s room.

She bent over to slide the documents into the gap in the nightstand. Angela glanced up from the bed and smiled. “Emily, you really don’t need to spend money bringing in outside doctors. The staff here are wonderful, and I’m feeling so much better these days. There’s no need to fuss.”

Neither Rose nor Emily had ever told Angela about the misdiagnosis. She was getting on in years, and her health was fragile. If they told her the truth, it might be too much for her to handle. So, after a quick discussion, the two of them decided to lie and say her illness had resolved on its own. It was also a convenient excuse to move her out of The Central Hospital.

Emily just smiled. “I understand, Grandma. Don’t worry.”

That evening, at Vertex International—

“So, Alex really isn’t planning to check on Matthew Ross?”