Chapter 229 Catch Them Red-handed
Yaakov was all in, giving Ashley some therapy, totally zoned out from everyone else. His intense focus was kinda mesmerizing.
Ethan cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to get a grip. "Why'd you come here for therapy? You could've gone anywhere else! People are gonna get the wrong idea!"
Ashley pouted, giving him those puppy eyes. "Babe, I don't want surgery. Yaakov's a top-notch doc. He can whip up some new meds for my hand, no cutting needed."
Ethan felt a twinge of jealousy. 'Yaakov? She's calling him by his first name now?'
Feeling a bit sour, Ethan snapped, "There are tons of experts in the Yates Group hospitals. Why him? Don't let him mess up your hand, babe. Let's go to a real hospital!"
Yaakov paused and shot Ethan a look. "You saying I'm not legit?"
The two dudes locked eyes, tension thick in the air.
Ethan could tell Yaakov was't your average Joe. Most people would crumble under his stare, but Yaakov stayed cool as a cucumber.
"Babe!"
Ashley sighed, "Yaakov's not just any doctor. He's really good."
Hearing Ashley defend another guy made Ethan even more ticked off.
Ethan, fuming, said, "He's good? How do you know that?"
Ashley let out a heavy sigh, frustrated by Ethan's disbelief and misunderstanding.
Yaakov scoffed, "Ashley, your taste in men is trash. How'd you end up with this jerk?"
Ethan glared daggers at him.
Jerk?
Ethan narrowed his eyes, practically ready to throw down. Did this guy have a thing for Ashley?
He knew these games all too well.
Ashley tried to hide a smile, glancing at Ethan's angry face. "Ethan might have a sharp tongue, but deep down, he's a good guy."
Yaakov retorted, "Why would I care about what he's like 'deep down'? He's just a stranger to me!"
"If your hubby doesn't trust my skills, I'm out. Give me your hand; one last massage, and I'm done. Got research to get back to."
"It's early. Where will I find you later?"
Ashley turned to Ethan, pleading, "Babe!"
Seeing Ethan's stubborn face, Ashley pouted more. "Do you want me to have surgery and never design again? Let Yaakov finish the therapy!"
Of course, he didn't want her to give up her career!
"If you need therapy, there are plenty of qualified experts..."
Ethan glanced at Yaakov. "Therapy's complicated. This guy looks too young."
Yaakov laughed angrily.
Doubting his skills?
Yaakov, pissed, said, "If you weren't Ashley's husband, you'd be dead!"
Ethan didn't buy it. "You are just bluffing."
He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint. "And show some respect. Call her Mrs. Yates!"
Yaakov was speechless.
Ashley was about to lose it, wanting to punch both of them. "Sorry, forgot to introduce you."
"Yaakov, this is my husband. You must've heard of him."
Ethan sized up Yaakov.
Ethan snorted internally, feeling jealous.
"Babe, you gotta trust Yaakov's skills. He can fix my hand."
"Really? Why do you trust him so much?"
Doubts crept in. 'Is she having an affair with him?'
"Of course, I trust him!"
Ashley said, "Let me formally introduce you. This is Mr. Ford, a legend in the medical field..."
Ashley whispered in Ethan's ear, "Babe, weren't you looking for Asclepius to judge the next medical conference?"
Ethan nodded. "Yeah, what's that got to do with him?"
Then it hit him.
Could this young guy be...
Ethan's eyes widened.
Ashley nodded. "Yep, he's Asclepius."
Ethan was floored, speechless.
Ashley knew Asclepius?
Even his team couldn't get Asclepius, despite all the connections and high commissions. And Ashley just casually knew him?
Ethan couldn't believe it. "Are you sure? He's Asclepius?"
Yaakov sneered, "Mr. Yates, you don't believe it?"
"Mr. Yates, you don't believe me? Want me to show you what I can do? I could shut you up in a second!"
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