Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 35

In the doctors' office.

Sloane was organizing patient files when the female doctor sitting in front of her, Meredith Chase, turned around with a gossipy glint in her eye. "Dr. Sutton, how are things going with your assigned husband?"

"Uh... it's fine," Sloane answered vaguely.

"Is he a decent guy?"

"He's fine."

"What about his looks?"

"Not bad."

Meredith grinned. "Sounds like you're pretty satisfied, then."

"Uh... it's fine." Sloane didn't feel comfortable oversharing, nor did she see the need to.

Meredith let out a long sigh. "Ugh, I really regret not settling down sooner."

Sloane tried to comfort her. "It's not too late to find someone now."

Meredith shook her head. "I'm over forty, it's tough. I've realized something: when it comes to the dating market, whether you're a man or a woman, you're basically fresh produce on a market shelf.

The morning you're picked, you're crisp and fresh, and everyone wants to buy you. By lunchtime, you're still decent—good enough if cooked right away. But by the evening, you're wilted, and nobody wants you even on clearance."

Sloane didn't know what to say.

She had never really thought about it like that.

The only reason she had gotten married was to avoid the heavy single-status tax.

Meredith looked at Sloane's eyes—eyes that held zero desire for romance and only a fierce dedication to medicine—and laughed. "Never mind, you wouldn't get it. You're beautiful and you locked someone down early. Very smart."

As Meredith finished speaking, Dr. Lawrence Lowe unexpectedly chimed in from across the room to console her. "Don't lose hope, Meredith. Men and women are both marrying later these days. There are plenty of older single guys out there. You'll find someone."

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