Chapter 200

S***! It hurts so bad!

When they arrived at the consultation room, the doctor checked the bump on the back of her head before checking her nose.

“Ms. Chapman, have you done plastic surgery on your nose before?”

Hearing his question, Hera glared at him, enraged. “You’re the one that did plastic surgery! Damn you!”

The doctor ignored her horrible attitude since he had encountered all kinds of patients before.

“If you didn’t, then your nose is too fragile. You have to put a filler in your nostrils for a week. After a week, please come back here so I can recheck.”

“What about the bump on my head?”

“It’ll go down in a few days,” replied the doctor before he ordered the nurse to put a filler in her nose.

When she left with the nurse, the doctor stared at her back coldly as he scoffed. “Why does she deny she had done plastic surgery when it’s so obvious? Her nose wouldn’t be that crooked if she hadn’t,”

the doctor said to another doctor.

“Which woman doesn’t get plastic surgery nowadays?”

“Dr. Berry! She’s hundred percent natural!” the doctor responded with a smile. “I know best when it comes to facial features. I kid you not. Her face features perfectly fit the golden ratio! She’s stunning!”

“Gee! You pay a lot of attention to Dr. Berry’s face!” the other doctor joked.

“Go to hell!”

Meanwhile, there was an indescribably tensed atmosphere in the ward.

Ashlyn slowly fluttered her eyes open only to see three men and one teenager standing in front of the bed.

However, she closed her eyes again right after that as she felt her head spinning.

It took her quite a while to open her eyes again.

When she did, the men were still there.

What’s going on?

Memories started flooding back to her scene by scene.

Did I…faint in the elevator?

Ashlyn took a deep breath as she felt helpless.

I’m scared of nothing, not even Spirogyra, but confined spaces.

Whenever she was in a confined space, it would trigger the Spirogyra in her body, which would cause it to shake to seek comfort desperately.

Therefore, at that time, she was completely controlled by Spirogyra. She even regarded Lucas as a lifesaver when she clutched on him tightly before fainting right in his arms.

Now everything’s a mess. People already found out what my weakness is! Darn! I hate Spirogyra! It’s going to be the death of me!

Ashlyn was too weak to actually swear.

She blinked her pretty eyes before trying to speak, but her throat was too dry that she felt like she had eaten sand. “I…”

“Would you like to drink some water?” Jared hurriedly walked to the water dispenser to pour her a glass of water. “Here.”

“Thank you.” Ashlyn accepted the water and took two sips. Her throat immediately felt better.

Upon seeing this, Winsor rushed to put a pillow behind her waist and helped her into a sitting position.

“Feeling better now, Ms. Berry?”

Ashlyn nodded. Although her face was still pale, she did not look half-dead as earlier.

“A little.”

Lucas’ face darkened when he saw those men trying to suck up to Ashlyn. It infuriated him to no end!

His sharp eyes glared at them as if he wanted to murder them right then and there!

I’m the one who’s supposed to do that! Darn it!

He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from attacking those two and feed their flesh to the dogs. A deadly aura exuded from his body.

“Are you hungry?” he asked in a dangerously deep tone. “I’ve had Spencer make soup.”

Winsor snorted when he heard him, “Do you want to eat some fruits? I brought a fruit basket.”

“Are you tired? Do you want me to massage you?” asked Jared as he did not want to lose to the other men.