The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 306

"Miles, I'm fine. My hand doesn't hurt."

"As for him, forgiveness is completely off the table." Claire flipped her hand to interlock her fingers with his. "Let's go."

Miles let her lead him away. As he turned back, the corner of his eye tightened. The pitiful, fragile demeanor he wore for Claire instantly morphed into pure, murderous intent, so cold that it sent a violent shudder down Julian's spine.

Julian glared at him with pure hatred!

Just last night at the gates of Grandview Heights, he had intentionally mocked and paraded his victory. And now he was playing the victim? What a manipulative bastard!

Miles let Claire pull him along, his thumb absently rubbing against the wedding band on her ring finger.

"Dr. Zimmerman, I need to go finalize the brand ambassador details with Quinn first."

"Alright. I'll go wrap up my resignation paperwork."

Back in the hospital room, Claire and Quinn locked in a male celebrity for the campaign.

"Perfect. Leave the rest to OCHH's business team. I'm being discharged soon, so you can finally catch a break."

"Thanks for keeping OCHH afloat while I was out."

Claire shook her head. "Since when do we need to be this polite with each other?"

Quinn stared at the faint, blushing marks peeking out from Claire's collar, her voice dropping lower.

"You and Miles... Have you fallen for him?"

Claire nodded without a second of hesitation.

"He really does worship the ground you walk on," Quinn analyzed objectively. "But you've always valued your independence and freedom. Do you think..."

"It'll be fine," Claire cut in firmly. "I'll teach him how to love himself, step by step."

Third-floor office.

Claire pushed the door open to find Miles packing up the medical journals on his bookshelf. She stood on her tiptoes, taking them from him and stacking them neatly on the desk.

Claire walked up to him, tapping the folder against her palm. She looked at him with utter seriousness. "Dr. Zimmerman, I've realized you were incredibly stubborn back then."

She tilted her face up, leaning in closer. "Let me give you a kiss and see if you're still that stubborn."

She planted a quick peck on his lips. As she tried to pull back, his hands clamped onto her waist.

"Am I stubborn, or am I soft?"

He closed the distance between them.

"Ms. Jenner, a kiss that quick isn't enough to find out."

He snatched the folder from her hand, pressing her lower back against the edge of the desk, his hands acting as a barrier. His breath grew agonizingly hot.

"No, we're in your office..." Claire struggled to push him away, already flushed and breathless from his kiss.

She really didn't know how much longer she could fend off this man!