He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 72

She took a deep breath. "I wasn't the college girlfriend he wanted to introduce to you. You've got the wrong person. Does Lydia know? They grew up together. You should go ask her if she loves Nelson."

The person Nelson cherished deeply was Lydia. She, Juniper, was just a pitiful experiment.

After four years apart, he was just in the mood to toy with his experiment again.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

He was just bored.

After Juniper left, Nelson stared at Dr. Alistair Vaughn's repulsive face. "Hasn't my grandmother given you enough? You're still not satisfied?"

Alistair's aura was gentle. He wasn't angered by Nelson's aggressiveness. Instead, he smiled. "Your grandmother was the one who pushed her to me. Nelson, I think you're directing your anger at the wrong person."

Nelson glared at him, turned, and walked away. At the door, he left one last remark. "I don't care what your motives are. Stay away from Juniper."

Alistair remained standing there. His face was devoid of expression upon hearing those words.

Once the room was completely quiet, he pulled out his phone and checked it. He seemed to have forgotten to tell Juniper that his account had been hacked—permanently locked. He didn't have her contact info now, so he could only wait for her to call him.

Nelson, so this was your weakness.

Alistair stuffed his hands into his pockets, his gaze turning somber.

A young nurse walked past outside. Seeing him still there at this hour, she couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Vaughn, aren't you heading home yet?"

He looked up with a smile. In that instant, the complex emotions vanished, replaced by his usual gentle demeanor. "Leaving right now."

The nurse's cheeks flushed. Dr. Vaughn was twenty-nine, an award-winning doctor, and single. He received a barrage of confessions at the hospital almost every day. He seemed nice to everyone, yet never truly close to anyone.

Rumor had it he came from money.

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