Chapter 421 My Wife
Chandler’s expression softened a bit.
He gently squeezed the spot on Meryl’s palm where the porcelain shard had cut her. “Does it hurt?”
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Meryl shook her head. “It stopped hurting a while ago. I was more worried about you. I pushed the car to nearly 200 mph on the way here, afraid I might be too late and you’d fall into Zane’s trap.”
Hearing this, Chandler chuckled, “Zane’s still wet behind the ears if he thinks he can get the better of me.”
Back in the police academy, he’d aced every test, and his reflexes were lightning–quick. In hand–to–hand combat, he’d never tasted defeat.
Chandler scooped Meryl up and carried her to the car, flooring it all the way to the hospital.
To everyone’s surprise, Chandler personally carried her from the car once they arrived.
All leyes were on them as Chandler whisked Meryl into the doctor’s office.
Meryl felt mortified.
It was just a hand injury, for crying out loud, but Chandler insisted on not letting her feet touch the ground.
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The doctor seemed to know Chandler; her eyes lit up noticeably when he entered.
But when she saw the woman in Chandler’s arms, her gaze dimmed.
“Chandler, is this… your wife?” The female doctor, her hair tied up, looked quite capable and intellectual. “Why didn’t you introduce us?”
Chandler gave a soft response, “Yes. She is my wife, Meryl Stone.” He added urgently, “She hurt her hand. Please take a look at it quickly.”
The doctor nodded, put on gloves, and walked over. She took Meryl’s hand, examining it. “Looks like it was injured by something hard. Did you cut yourself on a knife?”
Meryl instinctively glanced at the name tag on the doctor’s chest.
[Dr. Emma Clementine, Surgery Department.]
Meryl spoke softly. “It was a piece of porcelain.”
Emma smiled warmly, “It’s not serious. I’ll prescribe some medication. Just apply it when you get home and you’ll be fine.”
With that, Emma returned to her computer and began typing to prescribe the medicine.
“But you know, Chandler, for such a minor injury, why
are.
so worried? You carried her in here earlier – did she hurt her leg
too?”
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He gripped his phone, flashed an apologetic smile at Emma, and stepped outside the exam room to take the call.
Meryl chimed in. “My leg isn’t injured.”
Emma’s eyes lingered on Meryl’s face, her gaze loaded with meaning. “Back in the police academy, Chandler wouldn’t have batted an eye at a scratch like that. Girls these days are so delicate. If you don’t hurry up and treat it, it might just heal on its own.”
Meryl froze. “Why do I get the feeling Emma’s throwing shade?
Is she implying I’m making a fuss over nothing?
And from the sound of it, she’s known Chandler for ages.”
Meryl met Emma’s gaze steadily. “Well, Dr. Clementine, what can I say? My husband just can’t stand to see me hurt. Even the tiniest scratch breaks his heart. He insisted on bringing me to see a doctor. Maybe you could tell him not to worry so much about me?”
Emma was taken aback, clearly not expecting such a sharp response from someone who looked so gentle and fragile.
She gave Meryl a long look and smirked. “My, my, Ms. Stone. You’ve got quite the silver tongue!”
Meryl nodded. “Chandler and I are married. We complement each other.”
Just then, Chandler returned from his phone call.
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“What’s this about being complementary?”
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“Us, of course,” Meryl chirped, a playful smile dancing on her lips. She slipped her arm through his, leaning her head against his shoulder. “We complement each other perfectly, don’t we, honey?”
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she tilted her head towards the newcomer. “Babe, you haven’t introduced me to your friend. yet. Who’s this Dr. Clementine?”
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