The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 510

Kent had also noticed Marian in the group and was somewhat surprised to see her there, but then again, not so surprised.

Daniel doted on her, and at the company, pretty much let her do as she pleased.

This time, Marian was clearly playing hooky under the guise of a medical check-up, obviously cashing in on her relationship with Daniel.

When it came to pulling strings, Marian was a pro.

Kent knew Brandon had a beef with privilege, which made him glance over at Brandon and tentatively ask, “Mr. Crawley?”

“Give Chairman Crawley a heads-up later. The company has its own rules. Nobody's allowed to break them,” Brandon said coolly as he walked over to the nurse's station.

“Got it.”

Kent echoed and followed, picking up a physical examination form for himself and snagging one for Brandon as well.

Brandon took the form and headed to the blood draw line.

Marian had just hung up the phone, craning her neck to watch a girl get her blood drawn, but she seemed scared, taking only a glance before covering her face and turning away, her complexion pale and uneasy.

The girl behind her, who seemed to be on good terms with Marian, looked at her worriedly, “What’s wrong?”

“I get queasy at the sight of blood,” Marian said with a pale face, then asked, “Can we skip the blood test for this physical?”

Brandon was busy on his phone when the words “queasy at the sight of blood” reached his ears, causing his fingers to pause on the screen.

Marian, oblivious to Brandon nearby, focused solely on the dilemma of the blood draw, her face growing paler and more hesitant, as if she wanted to leave, yet uncertain.

A nurse, overhearing her reluctance to get blood drawn, glanced up and said, “Just don’t look at the needle. I’d still recommend a full check-up though.”

The colleague behind Marian nodded in agreement, “Yeah, just don’t look and you’ll be fine.”

Marian nodded, her face still pale. She watched the girl in front of her finish and leave before reluctantly taking a seat.

But as the needle approached her vein, before it even pricked her skin, Marian turned deathly pale and hastily stood up, blurting out in panic, “No, no, I really can’t handle it, I won’t do it, I won’t do it.”

In her hurry, she nearly knocked over the chair.

The girl beside her was startled by Marian’s reaction and quickly supported her, incredulously asking, “You’re this scared of just a blood test? How do you manage your physicals? Do you never get blood work done?”

Marian, gripping the girl's arm tightly, refused to look at the needle in the nurse's hand and said, “If I’m not sick, I rarely get blood tests. It’s been years since I last did one.”

Brandon, who had been watching silently, furrowed his brow in confusion.