It'll Come Naturally
Chapter 1376 Danger In France (Part One)

"Oh my god! What happened to your face?" The moment Kevin went into the house, Leena immediately saw the injury on his face. This rarely happened to him, maybe never, and was something that she wasn't used to. She dropped whatever she was doing and walked to him immediately.

"I hurt myself during training. Don't worry, it was my fault. Nothing serious." Earlier, Kevin did not know what to tell her because he did not want her to worry one bit. He thought of tons of excuses to avoid her question and he picked out the most convincing one. "Really? Because it looks like you were hit by someone!" Leena did not believe him right away. She felt sorry for him and reached out to touch the wound but decided not to, because she was afraid that she might hurt him more.

"Yes, really! I did not focus well during one of our practice fights so one of the recruits did a nice upper cut and got through to me. Don't worry. It'll be fine in a few days." Kevin grinned but was quickly jolted and grimaced in pain a bit when the part of the wound on his face was stretched because of the smile.

"I'll go and boil some eggs! You can roll them on the wound to ease the pain," Leena said and walked to the kitchen before Kevin could protest. She didn't like seeing her husband injured like that.

Kevin did not try to stop her. He was actually relieved. At least she didn't look closer to examine the wound, which had started to darken around the edges. She could do whatever she wanted, after all. What was more, the injury on the face would heal more quickly with her suggestion and there was no reason for him to refuse it.

For most people, hospitals were typically terrible and they would avoid them as much as possible. They were mostly dark and gloomy, with a lot of worry, sadness and suffering in the air. Death was also inevitable in hospitals. But it was different for Tom. He liked hospitals a lot. He liked the feeling of accomplishment whenever he got to save someone's life and again when the patient was fully recovered. Recently, however, he was beyond frustrated not being able to make Patricia remember him. He had tried different methods and various approaches. He even contacted some of his colleagues in Europe for advice but none of them could be of help.

"Miss Bai, the nurse will help you remove the plaster cast later. After that, you need to undergo a series of rehabilitation exercises and therapy to help you fully recover. So please prepare yourself for that," Tom had started to get used to communicating with her in a professional and distant tone. Although it felt like his heart was going to burst, he did not show it. He chose to close the door to his heart and did not want to admit that he had begun to have feelings for her. Maybe he could still turn this around and go back to how he used to be.

"Doctor, Leena and Michelle are just pulling my leg, right?" Patricia asked, head tilting with her innocent and bright eyes staring at him.

"What did they say?" Tom was vexed as could be seen from his knitted eyebrows.

"They said that I liked you! It's ridiculous! There's no truth to it, is there? Because you are so formal to me. You address me as 'Miss Bai!" Patricia looked right into his eyes. Did she have a one-sided love for him that she knew nothing of? Patricia could not help but wonder. No way! She would never do such a shameful thing!

"Miss Bai, if you want to fully recover more quickly, don't try to irritate me, please." Tom tried to suppress his anger. He clenched his fingers into a fist to contain it. How he wished he could strangle her. How could she be so arrogant to do that? She grasped every chance to get close to him before, but now she had singled him out and somehow erased him from her memory. Just him! He knew how the brain worked and was one of the best neurosurgeons in the city if not the whole country. How dare she make a fool of the great Doctor Tom? But no, he had become her helpless prisoner who willingly jumped into the trap that she dug for him. Now she was laughing at him standing at the edge with no plans of pulling him out of it.

"You...! I didn't do anything. Why are you so angry at me? I just asked a question out of curiosity," Patricia murmured innocently. She was indeed curious about the relationship between them. Was it a crime to ask him questions?

"But are you aware of the kind of trouble you would cause for someone when you 'just ask'? If you are not, then don't ask freely," Tom shot a fierce stare at her with cold eyes. Then he walked out of the room immediately before Patricia could even think of a reply. The moment he was at a good distance from the room, he breathed in deeply. The atmosphere in the ward was much too stressful for him with Patricia there. He never imagined how painful it would be when someone he cared about only considered him no better than a stranger at a convenience store. No significance whatsoever. No wonder she chose to forget him, subconsciously taking advantage of the accident.

The smile on Patricia's face disappeared immediately. Did she say something wrong? Why was he reacting a little too dramatically? Was there really something between him and herself? Her friends already said so. And Tom's behavior seemed to support it. She shook her head and decided to forget the weird conversation between them just now. That was her character. For things that were difficult to understand, she would not make too much effort and would choose to let things be. So she did not take it seriously when Tom acted abnormally. For in her mind, she had never met Tom until recently. She had no memory of him so she just assumed that that was his normal self.

Leena went to Paris with Justin to prepare for the summer fashion conference of the year despite still being worried about Patricia. Her business and career also needed her attention. Justin had never been trained to walk on the ramp as a model, but he did quite well during the rehearsals. Leena was both surprised and proud of the little genius.

"Good job, Justin! You did very well." It was the first time Leena openly praised Justin because he really did perform very well. That was one less thing to worry about.

"Humph! There is nothing in this world that I can't do!" Justin raised his chin and cracked himself proudly. That was the truth. As long as he liked doing something, he could do it easily when he devoted himself to it. He had inherited some good genes and acquired this good character from his parents.

"Well! Don't feel much too confident and cocky when you are praised." Leena pursed her lips at him. She did not think it was good for him to feel self-satisfied and arrogant too easily.

"I have the talent, don't I?" Justin brushed the clothes on him as if to beat the dust off. He totally spoke like an adult, to be more precise, like Edward.0000