The harsh words spoken by the one she had loved most were colder than a midwinter glacier. At that moment, Victor’s face went deathly pale, drained of all color.
He took a step back and forced a strained smile. "Julia, you don’t really mean that. You’re a doctor, how could you..."
"Because you’re disgusting. Even if it goes against my professional ethics, I still want to curse you to death." Julia’s gaze was cold and indifferent as she warned impatiently, "Don’t bother me again. Just get out."
Victor clutched his chest and gave a bitter smile. "Bother? I just can’t stand seeing you being taken advantage of. Those men have injuries in private areas—are you seriously going to treat them? You’re my wife. I won’t allow it!"
"Enough, Victor. This is my career, my work," Julia frowned, her c
