My Secret Husband Is My Cold Boss novel Chapter 19

The door slammed shut.

Kimberly wanted to chase after Willa, but she stopped at the threshold.

She turned back to Wendy, her face etched with apology. "Your sister didn't have to go to her studio today. I thought it had been so long since you two saw each other, so I brought her along."

"Right."

Wendy replied, her tone perfectly flat.

This was a hospital on-call room. A colleague could knock and walk in at any second.

Wendy had no patience for beating around the bush.

"Mom, you didn't just come here to drop off food. What is it?"

"What do you mean, 'what is it'?" Kimberly sighed. "I haven't seen you at home in a month. I missed you."

"Come home for dinner next weekend."

Kimberly urged, "Walter and Wyatt were just asking about you at breakfast this morning."

At the mere mention of Wyatt's name, Wendy's fingers instinctively seized up, the plastic bags rustling violently in her grip.

She took a slow, steadying breath. "Mom, I've told you this before. Once my term as Chief Resident ends, I'm not moving back there."

Kimberly frowned, stepping closer. "Don't speak in anger."

"You've been working yourself to the bone for a year. Why wouldn't you come home to rest? If you don't go home, where else are you going to go?"

Wendy curled her fingers into fists, refusing to answer.

Kimberly let out a long sigh, testing the waters. "Are you still angry with Wyatt?"

"I'll make him apologize to you again."

"No."

Wendy cut her off with a bitter scoff.

If Kimberly hadn't brought up Wyatt, she wouldn't have said something so harsh.

Wendy glared at her. "Mom, you seem to have forgotten something. That was never my home to begin with."

"You promised Grandma you would take care of me until I graduated college. That mission ended a long time ago."

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