After All the Hurt, She Chose Herself novel Chapter 35

Charles hadn’t really expected Aria to consult anyway.

How could someone who had been away from clinical medicine for so many years possibly know what to do?

“Professor, I’m begging you, give me Dawn’s contact information! This is a matter of life and death. If Dawn knew, she would definitely agree to help!”

Aria’s gaze paused for a moment.

Alden Reaves also looked at Aria.

Aria gave a slight shake of her head.

It wasn’t that she was unwilling to help, but she had already shown compassion once, and no one had been willing to believe her. If she told Charles now that she was Dawn, would he believe it?

He would only hate her more for not stepping forward sooner.

Alden Reaves sighed deeply, but he respected her wishes. “Eight years ago, I promised Dawn I would never leak her personal information…”

Charles’s eyes were bloodshot. “Professor, will Dawn be at your seminar tomorrow?”

“I don’t need to know Dawn’s identity. If she’s there, I’ll find her on my own merits!”

Alden Reaves hesitated, then nodded.

Only then did Charles leave.

The office door closed.

Aria picked up the test results again.

Lilith must have had an adverse reaction to that specific targeted drug; otherwise, the side effects wouldn’t have manifested so quickly.

“In this situation, the only option is to use an antidote and then wait.”

Once the antidote took effect, Lilith’s own immune system would have to break down the toxins.

There was no other way.

Alden Reaves nodded. “Your assessment is the same as mine. But Charles is still hoping for a faster way to recovery.”

Aria remained silent.

That was impossible.

Doctors were human, not gods. They couldn’t develop a specialized antidote overnight.

They were both quiet for a moment.

Charles pinned her against the wall.

“Aria, what’s your agenda for coming here?”

Even after seeing who it was, Aria’s internal alarm bells didn’t quiet down.

Why was Charles cornering her now?

“That’s none of your business.”

Charles let out a scornful laugh, as if he’d heard a joke. “Hazel told me the professor sent for you?”

“So what if he did?”

“After divorcing Gideon, you have no other prospects, so you’re trying to crawl back here? Aria, the institute doesn’t need an opportunist like you!”

“Whether I’m needed or not isn’t your decision!” Aria struggled, but Charles was too strong, and she couldn’t break free. “Let me go!”

At that moment, Charles’s phone rang.

The ringtone sounded jarringly loud in the empty stairwell.

But Aria recognized it. It used to be her exclusive ringtone. Charles had once said it was so he would know the instant she called that she needed him.