Chapter 11

Whatever the case, he wouldn’t force her.

“Fine, | respect your decision.”

In the hospital.

Camila was quietly reading a book in the staff Lounge. Even though she was technically off work, she didn’t want to go back to

Isaac’s place, nor did she want to go back home.

The hospital was her only safe space. She didn’t mind, since she could read and study there in peace.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Then the door was pushed open and Forrest poked his head in.

“Why are you hiding here?”

“I'm not hiding.”

Camila shut the book and put it on the table. Looking at Forrest, she asked curiously, “What brings you here, Forrest?”

“You helped me out today. | need to pay you back, don’t 17” He grinned.

“Let's go. I’m going to treat you to something delicious

But she shook her head and said, “No, thanks.”

“What? Why not? Is something bothering you?” Forrest frowned. He could sense that she was in a bad mood.

Averting her gaze, Camila muttered, “No.”

Forrest was unconvinced. “You can talk to me if something’s wrong, you know. Don’t you trust me?”

“It's not like that,” she explained in a hurry, seeing that she might've hurt his feelings. “I’m just sad that we won't be colleagues in

the same hospital.”

“What do you mean?” Forrest's frown tightened. Suddenly, it dawned on him, and he became a Little angry. “The director

changed his mind? Whom did he recommend for the internship? Where is he now? I’m going to talk some sense into him.”

Camila stopped him before he could walk out the door.

“Isn't it your Lifelong dream to become a military surgeon? How’s that going to happen if you miss out on the internship at the

Military Central Hospital?” Forrest thought that backing down wasn't like Camila at all.

She had studied and worked so hard for her dream. How could she let it go so easily?

Camila lowered her head dejectedly. It wasn’t that she had given up so easily, but that reality was deliberately making things

difficult for her.

Besides, she didn’t want to get Forrest involved.

Seeing that Camila wasn’t saying anything, Forrest pursed his lips and said, “Fine, then.”

Forcing a smile, Camila looked up at him and said, “No need to dwell on this. I've changed my mind. Let's go have dinner.”