My Secret Husband Is My Cold Boss novel Chapter 83

If she wanted to earn an Attending's privileges, she had to excel on both fronts.

They shared a long, rectangular desk.

Wendy's side of the desk clearly showed signs of use, covered with printed medical journals and thick textbooks.

Sampson's side, however, was immaculately clean, looking as if no one had ever used it.

It wasn't that he was obsessively tidy; he genuinely just didn't seem to need anything other than his laptop.

During the few times they had worked late together, Wendy had secretly observed him.

Whether Sampson was replying to emails or writing research papers, he never needed to print out reference materials to keep within arm's reach.

It was as if the man had an eight-core processor installed in his brain.

Wendy was incredibly envious.

She had a single-track mind.

When she did a task, she had to focus on it entirely.

That meant she had to gather every possible reference material she might need before she even started working or studying.

Otherwise, if she had to stop halfway to search for something, her train of thought would derail, and she'd struggle to get back into the zone.

As expected, a genius was just built differently.

Wendy glanced at the medical texts in Sampson's bookcase, feeling curious. She pulled one out and flipped through a few pages.

...It was entirely Greek to her.

Cardiothoracic surgery and internal medicine really were worlds apart.

She placed the book exactly back where she found it.

Then, filled with renewed motivation, she opened her journals and furiously read through twenty pages.

When she finished, her brain felt a satisfying, heavy fullness from absorbing so much knowledge.

This was the perfect time for an ice-cold soda.

Wendy grabbed her phone and stood up.

Because her phone was on 'Do Not Disturb', she hadn't received alerts for the dozen messages Jade had sent.

Wendy scrolled up to read them one by one.

Jade: [So exhausting! I finally got off work!]

[Babe, let's start our passionate, spicy, thrilling, and forbidden night of gossip!]

[Hurry up and tell me, what exactly happened after you two got drunk last night?]

Wendy: [What happened was we came home and went to sleep.]

Wendy: [Sorry to disappoint. Absolutely nothing happened.]

Wendy: [I slept lying down, he slept sitting against the headboard. We kept to ourselves.]

Jade: [What!!!]

Jade: [I don't understand! You practically threw yourself at him, and Dr. Sanders actually held back! Is he impotent or something?!]

Wendy couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then, creak—

The front door opened.

Jade's next voice note began auto-playing.

Jade: [Babe! Did the stress of being a doctor get to him? Is he all looks and no stamina?!]

They stared at each other.

Jade's voice note kept playing.

Startled, Wendy's hand trembled as she frantically tapped the screen to pause it.

But, as anyone with a smartphone knows, tapping a paused voice note just makes it play again from the start—