My Sweetheart novel Chapter 614

"A thief? Are you alright? Money isn't everything. Safety is paramount." Vivian said with concern.

"I'm fine. But I met a friend."

"Friend? So you did meet a hot guy, didn’t you?" Vivian smiled.

"It's Jaydon." Kathy sighed.

"Interesting."

"It's nothing." Kathy stabbed at Vivian's forehead and shook her head resolutely.

"Could it be that you said no because he was younger than you? Or you have a thing for Reece? Well, it seems that he hasn't been here for a long time." Vivian thought of Reece.

Reece used to often come to the hospital, but Vivian hadn't seen him for months.

"He's been transferred. You won't see him in City N in a year or so."

For Kathy, Karl's decision was unexpected. But Karl and Reece didn't get along well, and Kathy could see it during the three-year stay with them.

Kathy went to the First Hospital to visit Jennifer after work at evening. Jennifer could be discharged in a week. And Karl had more time to work as Kathy was here.

"Mom, how are you feeling?" Every day, the servants would bring Jennifer's meals over and Kathy opened the lunch box for her.

"Great. I can eat well and sleep well. I want to leave the hospital early."

"I'll consult the doctor."

Jennifer looked better these days. She was energetic. But it was better for her to stay in the hospital for observation.

After consulting the doctor about Jennifer's discharge time, Kathy returned to the ward. But soon a call came, saying that Kathy needed to attend a medical exchange meeting in F country tomorrow on behalf of the neurology department of the hospital she worked in.

"Just go back if it's about work." Jennifer warned.

"I have a meeting to attend tomorrow. Take care of yourself, mother."

Returning to the Bridges House, Kathy turned on her computer to receive the email. She glanced over the schedule of the meeting and a speech at 10:00 attracted her attention.

Topic: A Study of the Causes of Headache.

Speaker: Dr Zofia Marshall

Kathy stared at the name calmly. But soon she forced herself to turn off the email.

The next day, Kathy arrived at the Rosy Hotel in downtown at 8:00 in the morning.

A familiar voice came not long after she took a seat.

"Let me have a try."

Kathy turned back only to see a young woman beside her.

She wore a white shirt and silver-gray trousers. On her waist was a burgundy belt, and on her shoulder was a black-and-white cashmere scarf. A comfortable and smart suit.

Zofia looked totally different now.

The past three years had seen her improvement in matureness and feminization.

Suddenly Kathy felt a drumming in her temples and she turned her gaze.

"Ms Kathy, it's your phone."

Someone behind her called her. Kathy turned around and saw Zofia's gaze.

It was the first time they had talked with each other face-to-face after a three-year departure.

"Kathy, we meet again." Zofia said with arrogance.

For Zofia, as a professor working in Boston University as well as a member of the R&D Department of the Joseph Group, she absolutely enjoyed a higher status than Kathy.

"Yes." Kathy replied with a plain face.