The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 79

Miles couldn't be bothered to deal with his complete nonsense.

"Stop talking trash and go grab me a glass of warm water."

Inside the emergency room, Claire was still deep in a heavy slumber.

He pressed his hand gently against her forehead. Her fever had already broken.

"Dr. Zimmerman, what are you doing down in the ER?"

Miles turned around. It was Director Langford, followed by several department heads and doctors doing their morning rounds.

Vivian stood right beside her father, her burning gaze locked entirely on Miles.

But the moment she spotted the woman lying on the bed, the light in her eyes instantly died, twisting into a dark, toxic gloom.

Miles greeted him calmly. "Director Langford. I'm off duty today. A friend got sick, so I brought her in."

Director Langford's sharp gaze swept critically over Claire.

When he noticed she was wearing an oversized men's shirt, a flicker of pure annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"Dr. Zimmerman, step outside for a moment. I need a private word with you."

Miles nodded and followed the older man.

Inside a secluded stairwell, Director Langford's voice carried heavy pressure and a blatant warning.

"Miles, you are a specially appointed doctor at our hospital. Your future is limitless. Taking care of a friend is perfectly fine, but you need to draw a clear line between your personal life and your professional standing, and be mindful of your reputation."

The director let out a heavy sigh, shifting to a paternal, deeply earnest tone, laying all his cards on the table.

"Vivian has known you for so many years. Whether you were studying abroad or advancing your career back home, she has quietly stood right by your side. You know exactly how she feels about you."

"She fell terribly ill recently because you rejected her. When it comes to family background, education, and true devotion, how could she possibly lose to some painfully average designer?"

"Miles, even if you accept this girl, your family—specifically Mr. Zimmerman—will never approve of this."

The Zimmerman family was top-tier elite. How could they ever allow a penniless Cinderella to marry into their ranks? Fairy tales belonged strictly in storybooks.

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