It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 1403

"Well, you can try. Even if everything is out in the open, I'll get off scot free. That's why I have you," the woman taunted. She was always cloaked in darkness. Even if things went south, Dorothy would take the blame.

Dorothy bit her lower lip, saying nothing more. She had no other choice but to follow the woman's orders. After all, the woman had her career in her hands.

At Renxin Hospital, Tom was in the rehabilitation room with Patricia. Though he turned her down when she had asked him to be her doctor, he'd help her out as much as he could.

"Let's do it again," Tom encouraged. It was the dead of winter, but their faces were covered with sweat.

"Damn it! This isn't helping," Patricia complained, breathlessly. She was totally discouraged, unwilling to move anymore. It was hard work, it was painful, and in her mind it was useless.

"You've only practiced for a couple weeks. It's no secret it's slow. Do you know how long it takes for other people to walk again? Don't give up just like that, okay?" Tom said. He would get angry every time Patricia wanted to give up. But he was not angry at her, but at himself, for he thought he was good for nothing. People called him the genius doctor, but he could do nothing to fix her leg. So the hard work began.

"I can't even move if I don't hold the railings," Patricia said, exhausted. She didn't think she was making a fuss over nothing. She was exhausted, for she had been grinding away for the past couple weeks. However, it all seemed worthless. She was making no progress. No wonder she was so upset right now.

"Well, how about we call it a day? We'll give another go tomorrow," Tom offered. As a doctor, he could understand how Patricia felt. So he wouldn't force her to continue. It would be no good for her if he forced her to go on practicing when she was frustrated.

"Tom, are you mad at me?" Patricia asked, a little embarrassed. During the conversation between Patricia and the nurse taking care of her, Patricia knew Tom was busy every day and had to deal with tons of patients. Sometimes, he even didn't have time to eat. Even so, he still tried his best to see what he could do to help. Patricia was positive now that Tom loved her. Otherwise, why would he be so nice?

"No. Let's go. I'll take you to your ward," Tom said in a soft voice. He swore he wouldn't be angry because of her. He was angry at himself — he was responsible for all this.