Chapter 335
Dr. Wang
I look at the pictures on my phone.
For the past three days, Elliot has been going to the Han mansion. On the first day, he arrived in the afternoon and didn't leave until the following morning.
I scroll through the images. Elliot at the gate, smiling at the guard. Elliot in the garden, walking beside her. Elliot at the fountain, sitting too close, leaning in, looking up at Daphne Han like she hung the moon.
My jaw tightens.
He's been ignoring my texts. My calls. The messages I sent asking if he was alright, if he needed anything, if he wanted to come by the clinic. Read receipts. No responses.
Three days.
I set the phone down on my desk, staring at the blank screen. The clinic is quiet. The last patient left an hour ago. The staff have gone home. I'm alone with the hum of the machines and the weight of something I don't want to name pressing on my chest.
I push back from my desk, stand, pace.
I've been patient. More patient than any of them.
