Dominic’s pov ;
Dr. Song arrived quickly, his sharp eyes assessing me the moment he stepped into the room. His gaze lingered on the redness creeping up my neck, and I could already see the question forming in his mind.
"Mr. Williams, did you encounter..."
I silenced him with a single look. The man had been my doctor for years—he knew better than to finish that sentence.
But I could see the curiosity in his eyes. Why would I, someone highly allergic to cats, allow myself to be anywhere near one? I knew exactly what he was thinking.
Has Mr. Williams developed a new hobby?
Sophie, oblivious to our unspoken exchange, tugged at his sleeve, her face painted with concern. "Doctor, what’s wrong with Sir?"
Dr. Song coughed, collecting himself. "It’s nothing serious. Just an a
