Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 437: "Why not try to rest during the daytime?" Linsey suggested gently.

Gorman shook his head. "Daytime rest isn't possible. That's when you visit."

Linsey pursed her lips and quickly shifted the conversation. "Wasn't today scheduled for a dressing change on your wound? Have you had a nurse look at it?"

Gorman hesitated. "I wasn't aware of that." Linsey found herself at a loss for words. She didn't buy his excuse. Surely, if he hadn't remembered, his assistant would have reminded him. It seemed he preferred not to have a nurse's help. Realizing this, Linsey chose not to press further. "I'll take care of the dressing change myself." She had done it before, after all.

Gorman's face lit up with a grateful smile. "Thank you."

Linsey approached the table and rifled through the contents of the medicine bag. "You're out of medicine. I'll go to the pharmacy and get some more. Wait here."

Gorman, feeling uneasy about her leaving, said, "Have one of my men handle it."

"No worries. I'm familiar with what's needed. I'll be back shortly." With that, Linsey exited the room. She preferred the errand over staying alone with Gorman.

Soon, Linsey arrived at the pharmacy.

"Hello, I need to pick up medications for Gorman Green," Linsey said, presenting the prescription.

Flavia, who was filling in for a coworker, looked up and immediately recognized Linsey. She had been reassigned here after being expelled from Collin's room. Seeing Linsey again was the last thing she had expected.

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Beneath her mask, Flavia's lips curled into a grimace, and her eyes reflected deep resentment.

"Alright," she said quietly, taking the prescription and glancing at the list of medications. These were all for treating Gorman's external injuries.

Flavia's thoughts turned bitter. As Collin's supposed wife, here Linsey was, entangled with Gorman. How could she juggle two men like that?

Flavia, who had once vied unsuccessfully for Gorman's attention and suffered ridicule, found this situation utterly unfair.

With her teeth clenched, Flavia resolved to make Linsey regret her actions. A mischievous plan began to form in her mind, and a sly smile crept onto her lips.

As she prepared the medications, Flavia seized an opportunity when Linsey looked away. She quickly switched the label on one of the bottles.

"Linsey, this will bring you trouble," Flavia muttered under her breath.

Even after Linsey collected the medicine, she didn't realize that the nurse at the window was actually Flavia.

When she returned, Linsey began changing Gorman's bandages. With her previous experience, she handled the task much more smoothly this time.

Gorman rested against the headboard, a soft smile playing on his lips, unable to tear his eyes away from her. As he watched her tend to his wounds with such care, his mood lifted even more. He was certain that, sooner or later, Linsey would see his good qualities and fall for him.

Time seemed to drag on.

Linsey had already applied more than half of the medicine to Gorman's wound when, without warning, his expression shifted. A sharp pain shot through the wound, escalating quickly.

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