To Be Yours Again novel (Alec and Jenny) novel Chapter 7

Everyone from the neurosurgery department gathered at Fig Garden for dinner. That night, the spotlight was on Jenny, who had just joined their department.

“Let’s raise our glasses to Dr. Walter. I hope she can lead the neurosurgery department of Parrington Hospital to success,” said Dr. Ledger, the director of Parrington Hospital’s neurosurgical department.

He wasn’t exactly a skilled surgeon, but he secured his position with many years of experience. He was initially quite upset that an external doctor secured the position of deputy director. However, after giving it some thought, he concluded that having such a competent neurosurgeon by his side would boost the department’s performance, improving his reputation. With that in mind, he regarded Jenny in a better light.

“Dr. Ledger, you flatter me too much,” Jenny said, raising her glass. “Since I can’t hold my liquor, I’ll drink a toast to you with juice instead.”

Having said that, she gulped down the juice in the glass.

Everyone applauded heartily, unconcerned whether Jenny was drinking wine or juice. After all, she had a major operation the next day. Everyone enjoyed the meal, and Jenny was no exception.

Later, Jenny headed to the washroom. Upon her exit, someone called out to her, “Dr. Walter.”

Jenny turned around to see Jared Stewart from her department.

“Dr. Stewart?”

“We’re colleagues now, so you don’t have to be so formal with me. Just call me Jared,” he said with a giggle. His face was red, probably from drinking.

“Okay,” replied Jenny with a nod.

With that, the conversation ended, and they both fell silent. Jenny cast him a strange glance and said, “If there isn’t anything else, let’s head back to dinner. Everyone is waiting.”

“I…I want to ask you a question,” he quickly responded, clearly very flustered.

“What is it?”

Jenny raised her eyebrows, confident that she knew what he would say.

“Well…” he stammered. It took him a long time to ask, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

He stood there awkwardly, like a child waiting for their teacher to scold them.

“Do you?” he asked again worriedly.

Chuckling, Jenny shook her head and said, “No.”

“Really? That’s great—”

“I’m divorced,” she interrupted.

“You’re…divorced?”

Jared couldn’t believe it. He almost thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.

Jenny nodded, “Yes, any problem with that?”