Chapter 4: Unforgettable
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The staff in the shop seemed excited about the arrival of that man, except for her. If she heard correctly, her boss referred to him as 'Dr. Ramil.' Is he a doctor?
Someone like that? It's hard to believe he's a doctor. He seems more like a creepy guy. There was a moment when their eyes met, and it was she who looked away. While working, the voices of her colleagues discussing that man caught her attention.
She didn't intend to listen, but sometimes gossip is unavoidable. It's natural to be curious.
“That's Dr. Ramil, the son of the owner of the hospital near our coffee shop. He's really handsome in person, with an incredible vibe.”
“Right? He's like a K-drama star; handsome, talented, and rich. How can someone be so perfect?”
“Not just handsome and rich, but he's also a very skilled doctor, one of the top doctors in the ward.”
“What ward is he in?”
“How would I know? I don't work at the same hospital as him. All I know is that he's a surgeon, I think.”
“Do you know what kind of surgeon he is?”
“I don't know, just that he's a surgeon. Let's get back to work before the boss scolds us.”
“Anda, dear.”
“Yes?” She responded to her boss.
“Grab an umbrella and walk, Dr. Ramil to his car, please.”
The boss was really keen on giving him special treatment. Why was she doing this? Of course, she couldn't refuse. If she didn't do it, the boss would scold her. It seemed like the boss, and Dr. Kamil knew each other well, as they seemed to be getting along well.
“Make sure to escort the doctor all the way to his car door, Anda.”
“Yes, boss.”
She opened the shop door and unfolded the umbrella. Since he was so tall, she had to lift the umbrella quite high. How can someone be that tall? What on earth does he eat?
She tilted the umbrella towards him until her own shoulder got wet. This kind of gesture is usually something lovers do, but for her? She was worried his expensive shirt might get wet, and he'd blame her for not holding the umbrella right.
He drove an Aston Martin worth tens of millions, fitting for the son of a hospital owner...
She had heard of the hospital near the coffee shop where she worked. This hospital is regarded as one of the best private hospitals around. It boasts many skilled doctors, and most celebrities and wealthy people prefer its services.
"Why won't you take the job?"
"Because I don't want to," she replied.
"How much do you need to take my job?"
"I still won't take it," she said.
The corner of his mouth curved slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of malice that went unnoticed by the other person.
Anda is someone who appreciates money, but it can't buy her. She's like a precious gem within reach but never truly attainable. The more elusive she is, the more he wants to possess her.
"I've finished my duty. I'll go back to work now," she said.
"Wait a moment," he said.
"Yes?"
"If you change your mind, contact me personally."
She glanced at the business card he handed her, then looked up at him. She took the card just to get it over with.
"Okay," she said.
Ramil watched Anda walk back into the shop with a slight smile. Her arrogance only fueled his desire to conquer her. It was rare for him to meet a woman like her; it was quite a challenge.
***
At Purithanakul Hospital
"Hello, Dr. Ramil."
"Hello," the young doctor greeted the nurse with a friendly smile. As soon as he donned the white coat, the essence of a kind and warm doctor immediately shone through.
His true self was concealed beneath the pristine white coat. Ramil allowed everyone to know him only as 'Dr. Ramil.'
After finishing with the patients, the young doctor returned to his private office to continue working. Meanwhile, the face of that woman suddenly flashed in his mind, causing him irritation and annoyance.
Brrr, brrr
The vibrating phone on the desk drew his attention, prompting him to reach out and answer it after seeing the familiar number.
"Hey."
"I just got to Thailand. Let's go for a drink."
"Don't you think you should rest a bit? You land, and head straight for the booze?"
"I can't live without alcohol."
"Where?"
"Night Kings is fine. Let's meet Kira too."
"That guy's tied down. Will he meet us before his wife lets him?"
"I've already arranged it. See you at 8 PM."
"Alright, alright." He hung up the call from Kianti, a close friend who had just flown back from Italy.
The young doctor leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Whenever he had free time, his mind would drift to the face and haughty demeanor of that woman.
She had nothing interesting about her, yet he couldn't get her out of his head.
She was quite adept at making herself 'unforgettable.'
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