Chapter 22 Handling the Responsibility
Jessy was eager to impress Marcus, but when Natalie suddenly appeared, a wave of intense unease washed over her.
“I can handle it,” Natalie replied coolly. With a firm pull, she swiftly moved Jessy aside. As she looked up, her gaze locked with Marcus’s deep, obsidian eyes.
Marcus’s eyes were striking–dark, deep, and commanding. The subtle downward curve of his eyes exuded an aura of authority that was almost tangible.
His tailored suit highlighted his tall, perfect frame, and his handsome face looked like it belonged to a model. He exuded an enigmatic presence, one that could easily pull anyone into his orbit with just a glance.
Although Natalie had seen Marcus’s photos before, seeing him in person left her momentarily stunned by his allure.
“You can’t perform heart compressions on Mr. Holden Senior right now,” Natalie said coldly. Without hesitation, she pulled out a box of medication from her bag and gently placed two pills into Charles’s mouth.
Jessy snapped, “What are you giving Mr. Holden Senior? Do you even know his medical history enough to give him random medication
Having been interrupted and lost the chance to prove herself, Jessy grew even more frustrated by
Natalie’s sudden appearance, which clearly outshone her own. When women competed with each other, they would always start from the looks and figure. Other aspects would come later
Jessy was a graduate of Dithoria State School of Medicine and had studied abroad under the mentorship of the renowned Professor Milan. She prided herself on her qualifications, believing they made her superior to Natalie.
In contrast, Natalie appeared much younger. Her outfit made it seem like she was still in college, which Jessy immediately dismissed as overly girly and shallow. Jessy’s usual approach to women like this was to crush them completely
She raised her voice, angrily accusing, “Mr. Holden, get this woman away! Let me save Mr. Holden Senior!”
Marcus ignored Jessy. Natalie had acted so quickly that before he could stop her, she had. already administered the medication.
In just a few short moments, Charles’s color returned, and his breathing steadied. Charles’s sudden heart condition had been a terrifying moment for Marcus.
As Jessy continued to shout, Marcus felt a deep frustration. Natalie’s calm and decisive approach was far more impressive.
Chap 22 Handing the Responsibilty
“How are you feeling; Mr. Holden Senior?” Natalie asked. Seeing as Charles was in a more stable condition, she gently helped him sit up. “Mr. Carter, could you please bring a cup of warm water over?”
“Of course, Ms. Walker,” Ethan replied, immediately turning to fetch the water. Marcus narrowed his eyes when he heard Ethan address her as “Ms. Walker.”
Could this be the same Natalie who had been trying to get close to him on purpose? Was she the fake Langley heiress who had caused a stir with Selena?
“Nattie, thank you so much! I feel much better, Charles said. Once he felt better, he patted her hand kindly; then, he turned to glare at Marcus. “You brat, what are you doing here? I don’t need you, so get lost!”
Marcus fell silent.
“Mr. Holden Senior, you mustn’t get too worked up,” Natalie said softly, gently patting Charles‘ back. “Your heart isn’t well, so you need to stay calm.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll stay calm,” Charles said with a smile.
“Mr. Holden, I suggest you take Mr. Holden Senior to Dithoria City Hospital for a thorough check–up,” Jessy interrupted. She wasn’t willing to be ignored and stepped forward to make her
presence known.
“Miss, are you a doctor?” Jessy questioned sharply. “What kind of medication did you give Mr. Holden Senior? Are you aware that he has a heart condition? If something happens because of your actions, are you ready to take responsibility?”
“I’m ready,” Natalie replied coolly, cutting Jessy off. “As a cardiologist, you should know that Mr. Holden Senior has a diagnosed aortic dissection. Performing chest compressions could worsen the condition.”
She paused for a moment, then asked, “Why did you continue with CPR, knowing it could make things worse? What were you thinking?”
Jessy was taken aback. She had been so eager to show off in front of Marcus that she had overlooked Charles’s prior medical history. 1
“You’re talking nonsense,” Jessy snapped, unwilling to admit any fault. “I’m a doctor; I know exactly when and how to perform the right kind of emergency care.”
Then, she turned to Marcus and said, “Please trust me, Mr. Holden. I’m an excellent student from Dithoria State School of Medicine. I’ve even studied abroad, and my mentor is Professor
Milan.
“I’ve reviewed Mr. Holden Senior’s previous test results, and unlike this lady, who has only. just appeared and is now randomly administering medication, I understand what’s going on. Some medications might seem to help in the short term, but they can worsen the condition
later.”
Jessy continued, “My recommendation is for Mr. Holden Senior to be transferred to Dithoria City Hospital for proper treatment.”
She shot a challenging look at Natalie. “Are you a graduate of a medical school? Do you have a medical license? Do you have the right to prescribe medicine?”
Natalie gave a small, mocking smile. “I’m not a doctor. Why does it matter?”
Jessy felt a surge of confidence at Natalie’s admission. She raised her voice and said, “Mr. Holden, we should call the police and have her arrested.”
“Shut up,” Marcus replied coldly, his piercing gaze sweeping over Jessy. His voice was low, but there was an undeniable weight to it that demanded attention. And as his eyes turned toward Natalie, a hint of curiosity appeared in his
gaze.
“Ms. Walker, may I ask what kind of medication you gave my grandfather?” Marcus asked.
Charles had been in such distress earlier that Marcus couldn’t help but be thankful for Natalie’s quick action. Regardless of whether she was a doctor, she had identified Charles’s condition and prevented Jessy from performing dangerous chest compressions. That alone earned her some respect from Marcus,
Natalie tilted her head slightly. “Mr. Holden, don’t you trust me?”
A faint, mocking smile tugged at her lips. She had already sensed Marcus’s suspicion before,, and now it had resurfaced. Yet, he hadn’t questioned Jessy despite her clear mistake. It seemed Marcus wasn’t as sharp as she thought.
Grace had hoped Natalie would marry Marcus and use him as support. But now, she couldn’t help but think Grace was wrong–Marcus was a fool.
Marcus noticed the slight, fleeting look of mockery on Natalie’s face. Though it was brief, he caught it with sharp eyes.
“Nattie, Marcus, come, let me introduce you properly,” Charles said, feeling better as the pain in his chest subsided.
“Nattie, this is my grandson, Marcus. Marcus, this is Nattie, your Grandma Grace’s granddaughter.”
“Hello, Mr. Holden,” Natalie said, extending her hand to formally‘ greet Marcus.
Marcus’s gaze shifted down to her hand. He noticed her fingers were fair and slender, unadorned with any jewelry or nail polish. The clean look was pleasing to the eye.
It reminded him of a pair of hands he had seen before at Quinton Hospital… Was it Dr. Elim’s hands?
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