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“Dr. Zellweger!” Eustace gnashed his teeth.
Danika looked nonchalant. She really wished to see him panic, but as a doctor, she couldn’t do that to a patient.
Yes, a patient. In her eyes, Eustace was a patient.
No one would pass out because they were afraid of the dark unless they had severe psychological issues or had experienced something that would make them react negatively to the dark.
“I was joking.” Danika put the phone back and said righteously, “Although I don’t like you, I’m not the type to rub salt in someone’s wound.”
Eustace cradled the phone in his hands and looked at her. “You’ve admitted that you don’t like me.”
“Yeah. There’s nothing much to admit.” In the darkness, with no one around, they began to talk.
“Why?” Eustace asked. “I don’t remember hurting you.”
“You’ve hurt me tons of times.” Danika shot him a look. He wouldn’t be reacting this way if he knew that it was his ex-wife in the elevator with him.
Eustace frowned. He stared at Danika. “Such as?”
“Such as the Zelliots.” Danika’s voice was carrying traces of anger. “You knew early on that you would stop working with them. So why did you act like it was because of Stephanie?”
Eustace did not defend himself. “The news spread pretty quickly. Did Gilbert tell you this?”
Danika scoffed and ignored him.
“You’re right. I knew that I would stop working with the Zelliots.”
Danika smirked and said sarcastically, “You would do anything for Miss Faye Lawrence.”
“You know a lot, don’t you?” Eustace looked at her, his gaze flickering. “I’d like to know how you handle being the internationally recognized Dr. Zelliot and Mr. Birkett’s mentee.”
Any achievement would take considerable time and effort to accomplish. It was amazing if someone could master just one thing in their lifetime, but Danika was different.
Danika was a little surprised by his question, but she did not plan on answering him. She could do more than just those things. But what did they have to do with Eustace?
She glanced at him and asked, “When is that assistant of yours coming?”
The moment she finished talking, the lights in the elevator flickered on. Vincent’s voice floated through the doors. “Please wait for a moment, Mr. Quincey. The elevator will soon work normally.”
Danika rose to her feet, and Eustace did the same. The two of them collected themselves.
Soon, the elevator doors opened, and Danika walked out. Before long, she returned and took the bag she had left on the floor.
“Are you eating just this tonight?” Eustace asked, frowning.
She murmured a response, anxious to go home. She was exhausted.
As they spoke, they reached the doors to their rooms. Danika opened her door with her keys. When Eustace saw that she was about to disappear, he said, “Thanks for tonight.”
Danika’s hand froze. She looked over in disbelief. “What did you just say?”
His expression shifted at once, and she hurriedly said, “I just couldn’t believe that you would thank someone.” This was a surprise. “Since you know to thank me, I’m going to give you a suggestion.” She thought about it for a while and decided to be a good Samaritan.
“Tell me.” Eustace’s interest was piqued. Someone was actually giving him a suggestion. This was new to him.
“I don’t think you’re just afraid of the dark. There might be a few underlying issues. You should see a therapist,” she said.
It wasn’t a big problem, but neither was it insignificant. With someone as stressed as Eustace, having something bottled up in his heart would make it worse.
She had spoken with good intentions, but her words made his expression darken instantly. He emanated an aura that could make anyone shiver. She said exasperatedly, “It’s just a condition, Mr. Quincey. You don’t have to be so defensive.”
“That’s enough!” Eustace roared. He stared at Danika like she was his enemy. “You don’t have to worry about my problems.” He turned and slammed his door shut.
“This guy…” Danika was speechless and infuriated.
Back at home, Danika made herself some instant noodles. She was still fuming. Her good intentions had been thrown in her face. As she grumbled to herself, the doorbell rang. She hesitated but opened it anyway.
“Vincent?” She was even more surprised. “Have you knocked on the wrong door?”
Since she and Eustace lived next to each other, it was possible that Vincent had simply knocked on the wrong door.
However, Vincent shook his head and handed over the items in his hand. “Dr. Zellweger, this is the food that Mr. Quincey made me buy for you. Please eat it while it’s hot.”
Danika widened her eyes. She stammered, “Mr… Mr. Quincey made you buy this?”
“Yes.” Vincent nodded.
Danika accepted it in a daze. Eustace had probably seen her with the instant noodles, which was why he made Vincent buy this.
But since when had that man become so kind?
“I’m going to leave now, Dr. Zellweger. Goodbye.” Vincent was not going to linger around.
“Vincent,” Danika called out to him. She hesitated before saying, “You know about his fear of the dark, don’t you?”
“Yes.” Vincent’s face grew solemn. “I hope you do not tell anyone of this, or he will be put in danger.” Someone in Eustace’s position couldn’t have any weaknesses, but he did, and it was a severe one. Once people with evil intentions knew of it, they would use it to their advantage.
Danika understood this and nodded. “It can be treated. You should take him to a therapist.”
Vincent smiled bitterly. “Do you think he would agree?”
Well…
Danika thought of Eustace’s attitude from before and shook her head. It would be weird if he did.
“That’s why we can only keep this to ourselves and protect him,” Vincent said.
Danika frowned. “But if his condition worsens, even going out at night would be hard for him.” She didn’t want to speak ill of him, but that was how psychological traumas worked. If they weren’t treated, they would grow worse.
Vincent frowned at this. He was full of worry. “Thank you for your reminder, Dr. Zellweger. I will do my best to persuade him.”
Danika said nothing more. She had done her part. As for whether or not Eustace went for treatment, it was out of her hands.
Vincent left, and Danika returned to the living room. She looked at the steaming food before her and felt like she was in a dream. She never thought the day would come when she ate something Eustace had bought. It was impossible to believe.
The next day at Parrington Hospital, Danika received a phone call from Zack right after completing a surgery.
“You’re being investigated,” he said. “They’re pretty good. You can’t hide your whereabouts in the country for much longer.”
Danika was intrigued. “It’s okay, Zack. So what if they find out about me? There are no skeletons in my closet.”
“I thought you didn’t want Eustace to find out,” Zack said playfully.
Danika smiled nonchalantly. “I don’t really care if he does. And if he doesn’t ask, I won’t bring it up.” Based on Zack’s words, she suspected that it was Eustace who was investigating her. It was possible.
“Are you busy lately? You seem to have surgery to perform every day,” Zack said. He wasn’t in the country. so he wasn’t caught up with Danika.
“Yeah, but it’s fine. It prevents me from overthinking.”
They chatted for a little while longer before saying their goodbyes. Danika was about to carry on with her work, but someone knocked on her door.
The person walked in quickly. She was surprised to see him. “Mr. Pearson?”
“Just call me Max,” he said, walking up to her.
She looked solemn but didn’t reply. “Why are you here?” she asked.
“Well.” Max looked a little guilty as she stared at him. “I wanted to ask you out for lunch.”