Chapter 422 Jealous
Chandler’s eyes swept over Emma’s face. “Back in the police academy, she was sort of the campus doctor.”
Given the constant training at the academy and occasional field missions, injuries were pretty standard. That was how Chandler and Emma got to know each other.
Their relationship wasn’t particularly close, but they were old acquaintances with a bit of history.
Meryl quickly caught on. Chandler had just returned from his military service, and Emma had rushed to become a doctor in Kingsdom. Meryl’s gut feeling hadn’t been wrong after all. Emma had clearly come here because of Chandler. Meryl looked at it with a sudden realization.
“Oh, so you were just kinda coworkers! Dr. Clementine’s such a beauty. I thought you might’ve had a thing for her back then.”
Chandler tapped Meryl’s nose playfully. “Don’t jump to conclusions. Nothing like that ever happened.”
“I’m just feeling a bit threatened because Dr. Clementine’s talented and gorgeous.” Meryl's innocent and naive expression effectively backed Emma into a corner, cutting off all her escape routes.
Yet Emma couldn’t even show her anger, as Meryl’s words seemed to be nothing but praise, leaving her without any reason to pick a fight. If she showed any discontent, it would be like admitting she had something to hide.
“That’s right, Chandler and I are just coworkers who know each other. Ms. Stone, you shouldn’t jump to conclusions!” Emma chimed in, following Chandler’s lead.
“Oh.” Meryl nodded, smiling at Emma as she corrected her. “Then next time you see me, you should call me Mrs. Aniston! After all, I am Chandler’s wife.”
Emma was left speechless.
“So, was Meryl staking her claim on Chandler?” Emma thought.
Emma’s hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched into a tight fist.
Having received the prescription, Chandler and Meryl left the examination room together. Chandler looked at Meryl with a deep gaze. “Mrs. Aniston, are you, by any chance, jealous?”
Chandler couldn’t help but notice the subtle tension between Meryl and Emma earlier. He knew Meryl’s character well enough to understand she wasn't one to make a fuss over nothing.
Meryl nodded. “Mr. Aniston, I’m just trying to nip your little romance in the bud.”
Chandler was taken aback, instinctively explaining, “Aren’t you reading too much into this? Emma and I are barely acquaintances. We’re not that close.”
Meryl was about to respond when they were suddenly interrupted. A woman came storming towards them, her face contorted with rage.
It was Charlotte, and she lunged at Meryl, aiming to slap her across the face. Chandler’s eyes widened in shock as he quickly pulled Meryl behind him, shielding her with his body. He barked at Charlotte, his voice sharp with anger, “Charlotte, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“My son is fighting for his life in the operating room, and it’s all because of this woman!” Charlotte spat, her eyes burning with fury. “What do you think I’m doing? I’m getting justice for my Dalton!”
Charlotte glared at Meryl, her chest heaving with barely contained rage. "You goddamn troublemaker! If anything happens to my Dalton, I swear I’ll make you pay!"
On her way to the hospital, she learned that some thug had stabbed Dalton. The knife had been plunged deep into Dalton’s chest, and Charlotte was on the verge of falling apart. As a mother, she couldn’t bear to see her son suffer such a severe injury!
While the doctors were performing open-heart surgery on Dalton, Charlotte couldn’t sit still. Realizing that Meryl was somehow connected to all this, her anger began to boil over. She stepped out for some air, hoping to calm her nerves, but ran smack into Meryl in the lobby. Charlotte charged at her without a second thought. “A few years back, my son was in a car accident because of you, and now this? Meryl, you’re nothing but bad news for my boy!”