The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Elena, as promised, got up bright and early the next morning. She couldn’t believe Massimo had tried to say her work today wasn’t incredibly important. After all, today was the day Elena was going back to St. Camillus Hospital.

The hospital was owned by the Ferraro family–and it was easily one of the family’s more powerful assets. It was also a big status symbol–look how generous the Ferraro family is, allowing mafia members to receive top healthcare treatment! Elena was certain that tweaking St. Camillus‘ facilities would get plenty of local mafia famílies more on Massimo’s side.

Massimo had agreed to her renovation plans. He had even seemed pleased by them. So Elena was surprised by the don’s behavior last night.

Elena shook her head. He was probably just disappointed because his business partner, an important mafia member, didn’t show up to their meeting. Elena herself found it hard to focus on her dinner after her husband texted that he couldn’t make their date.

But today was a new day! And Elena was going to do her best and oversee the renovations to St. Camillus Hospital.

“Ready to go?” Massimo arrived in the entryway moments after Elena. He twirled his car keys.

“I thought one of the servants were driving me?” Elena asked.

“I have some things to do in the area,” Massimo explained. “So if you’re ready, let’s head out now.”

Elena followed Massimo to a new sports car. It was a bright red that nearly burned her eyes, but it was so bright, it was impossible to focus on anything else. She quickly got into the car.

“Do you like the seats? They’re custom leather, imported from Italy,” Massimo stated as he started the car’s engine.

“Ah,” Elena replied, disinterested. She wanted to focus on work, maybe go over a few details with Massimo.

“The entire car is custom,” Massimo continued.

“Really? That must’ve taken a while,” Elena said diplomatically. “Speaking of things that take a while, do you think the renovation plan-‘

“Not if you pay the rush fees,” Massimo interrupted. “It’s really a small sum of money compared to the modifications. And, like I’ve said before, the Ferraro family couldn’t go bankrupt within this lifetime if we tried

to.”

“And we’re not trying,” Massimo continued, not letting Elena get in a single word. “In fact, my businesses are turning a great profit right now. I could buy the earth two times over–if you asked me to.”

Elena laughed awkwardly. Why was Massimo so talkative today? And why was he bragging instead of talking about work?

Elena had never been more pleased by Massimo’s terrible driving–it gave her something to focus on that wasn’t Massimo’s constant bragging. As soon as he pulled up to the hospital, Elena quickly got out of the car.

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“I should go—I’m supposed to meet the head of staff about now,” Elena said hurriedly. “Have a good day and good luck with your work!”

Without another word, Elena headed into the building. She sighed. Trying to understand her boss was truly a very difficult job.

Luckily, Elena’s spirits were raised as she met up with her old colleagues. Though she hadn’t gotten to work alongside them for long, she had enjoyed their company.

Elena enjoyed working as Massimo’s personal physician, but it could be isolating sometimes. Excluding patients, she normally only interacted with Massimo and Luca. At St. Camillus Hospital, doctors worked in large teams–most operations involved at least ten qualified professionals and every medical decision was discussed among at least a dozen coworkers before a treatment plan was finalized.

The biggest difference though was that Elena’s old coworkers were always doing medical work. At some point, Elena’s role as mafia doctor had turned into mafia doctor and Massimo’s advisor. It had been quite some time since she had even helped with a single operation or diagnosis.

So when the renovation work stalled for the day, Elena happily offered to help out with general hospital work for a few hours. After all, money wasn’t the only reason she had chosen this profession. At the end of the day, Elena wanted to help people.

“How’s your day going?” her husband texted.

“Pretty good! I’m catching up with some old coworkers while paint in the new delivery room dries,” Elena responded. “My old boss is treating us for lunch.”

“Buy something expensive.”

“No!” Elena texted back, trying not to laugh. “I promise you, he’s much nicer now. Plus he’s saving up to send his son to college.”

“If someone is mean to you, they should pay for it. Think of it as an asshole tax.”

“So when we next meet in person, I should order lobster thermidor and caviar?”

“Go right ahead.”

“We’re heading out now. I’ll text you later,” Elena typed out.

“Order steak,” her husband replied.

Massimo looked at his text messages as he sank lower and lower into his desk chair. First his banquet was a disaster and then Elena had all but jumped out of his car this morning. What was he doing wrong?

Elena wasn’t upset–she was still texting her mystery husband with cheer and vigor. So it had to be Massimo. His strategy in seducing Elena was flawed, but how?

Luca knocked on the office door. “Sir, I have an update on the hospital renovations project,” he declared, flashing some papers.

“Leave them on my desk,” Massimo commanded.

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