Aiden Finnegan's Medical Odyssey novel Chapter 8

"I went for a walk at Vermilion Avenue," Aiden said with a smile.

Angelina's frown deepened as she looked at Aiden and asked, "Aiden, have you thought about getting a job?"

Several things went through my mind last night. Whether what happened yesterday was real or just a hallucination. Regardless, deep down, I still hope Aiden can be a better man. After all, he is my husband. Even though I have no feelings for him, we are still legally bound together. Although it's a rather simplistic reason, it's still a bond that can't be easily disregarded or broken by mere words.

Of course, I am dissatisfied with this marriage. However, there's little I can do about this matter, especially since Grandpa personally arranged for this marriage to happen. Therefore, although there is no doubt that I resent Aiden more than I care for him, I still don't want us to end up as enemies.

As for Aiden, he remembered that this was the first time Angelina had asked him questions such as this. Angelina had always been indifferent toward me before. Could this mean she's giving me a chance?

"If possible, you can aid me in starting a medical center," Aiden said flatly while he discretely scrutinized her expression.

"A medical center for traditional medicine," Aiden added, still carefully observing her.

"Traditional medicine? You are still so impractical. Do you know that?" Angelina immediately dismissed him when she heard his words. "You just lucked out yesterday. Don't deem yourself to be truly knowledgeable in medical skills because you just happened to save Mr. William!"

Aiden couldn't help but smile in resignation when he didn't receive her support. Sure enough, Angelina's prejudice against me isn't built up overnight. Who else in this world would dare to deem themselves to be knowledgeable in medical skills if I couldn't?

"I am a little knowledgeable in medical skills. The Grays operate a beauty salon, and beauty treatment is considered a subdivision of medical skills. I want to help you, so I have spent some effort on this aspect. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll be able to formulate a great beauty product for you in the future," Aiden elaborated lightly.

"Fine, fine. Let's eat." Angelina lowered her head and started eating without bothering to continue the conversation. She had lost her interest in this useless lout as she immediately focused on her dinner after answering him perfunctorily.

She believed that Aiden might have the determination to work hard. Nevertheless, she had no faith in his ability.

As for Aiden, he merely shrugged after he saw her reaction. As expected, she still doesn't believe me.

Linda's voice suddenly cut in when both of them decided to let the conversation lie. "Actually, it would be nice if Aiden could run a medical center."

Aiden cast a suspicious glance at her. I will never naively believe that Linda is saying that for the sake of supporting me. She's definitely looking at me like I'm her personal cash cow after that 20 thousand check!

"Nice? What's so nice about it? He's not truly knowledgeable in medicine," Angelina snapped.

However, she remained unconvinced. "How could he save Mr. William yesterday if he didn't know any medical skills? Not only that, the Webbs even personally paid him a visit and thanked him. If you ask me, I'd say there's some merit to his words. Perhaps he has a talent in medicine!"

"Mom, can you not listen to his nonsense?" Angelina was feeling rather frustrated at Linda at this point as she responded huffily, "He was simply lucky that day. The ambulance arrived in time, and Aiden only helped the paramedics carry Mr. William into the ambulance."

"What?! It wasn't Aiden who cured him?!" Linda gasped upon hearing that. Even so, she still looked at Angelina and Aiden, not believing the words that escaped Angelina's lips to be true.

"What are you looking at me for? That's the truth," Angelina said flatly.

Linda eventually believed Angelina when she noticed that Aiden wasn't defending himself. So, she immediately became worried as she asked, "So, will the Webbs ask for the money back once they find out?"

Linda became even more concerned about that possibility as she threatened Aiden menacingly, "Aiden, I'm telling you—you are going to pay the Webbs their money back yourself if they come asking for it!"

"I'm not the one who spent it, so why should I be the one paying? Moreover, I wasn't the one who asked for that money at that time," he rebutted dispassionately.

Aiden frowned as he took a look at the amount of risotto left on Angelina's plate. The amount of risotto served on the plate was already meager, to begin with. How can her body endure hunger when she only ate such a tiny portion?

Linda was taken aback by the coolness in his gaze. What's with the look in his eyes? Why does it look so scary?