Chapter 990 Don't Act Clueless
At the hospital, Evelyn was already at work.
She felt a bit better than last night but still dizzy. Despite that, she insisted on seeing patients.
"Next," she called out.
Someone walked in, and Evelyn, busy typing, didn't look up right away. When she did, she was surprised.
"Ms. Cook?" Evelyn was puzzled to see Wendy.
Wendy looked unwell and had a hint of hostility. "Hello, Dr. Kyte."
Evelyn sensed the hostility and asked, "What's wrong?"
"My heart," Wendy replied.
Evelyn frowned and pointed to the door. "Cardiology is to the left."
"But only you can cure this," Wendy said, not leaving and still glaring at Evelyn.
Evelyn was confused. She hadn't been in touch with Greg, so why was Wendy here?
With more patients waiting, Evelyn got to the point. "Say what you need to. Don't make others wait."
"Alright," Wendy nodded. "What did you say to Greg?"
"What do you mean?" Evelyn was confused.
"Don't play dumb. Greg broke up with me after you left that day. Does this have nothing to do with you?" Wendy had been stewing over the breakup.
If Greg didn't like her, why not break up earlier? Why after meeting Evelyn? She didn't buy it.
Greg broke up with her?
Evelyn was puzzled but stayed calm. "You're overthinking. At Grandpa Hamilton's funeral, I didn't speak to Mr. Hamilton at all."
Wendy should remember she didn't let Evelyn talk to Greg.
"Oh, come on. Who knows if you contacted him later?" Wendy didn't believe her.
She continued, "You met Greg the day Mr. Cliff Hamilton died. Who knows what you said before I arrived?"
"Are you blaming me?" Evelyn's face turned cold. She wasn't in the mood for this.
"It's your fault Greg dumped me. Everyone knows he used to like you. If you gave him false hope, no wonder he ended things with me." Wendy thought her theory made sense.
Evelyn almost laughed in anger. "Why would I do that? What would I gain?"
"Who knows? Some women don't like a man but won't let him be with others," Wendy sneered, thinking Evelyn was that type.
Evelyn didn't want to waste time explaining. She pointed to the door. "Believe what you want. I'm not interested in chatting. Leave, or I'll call security."
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