Chapter 88
Chapter 88 Andrew was completely exasperated.
He had simply come to the Aicker residence to treat.
Francescas condition, but somehow, he was mistaken for a romantic rival and had to deal with Simons hostility.
Andrew explained patiently, Listen, dude your feelings for Francesca are your business.
Im just here to provide the medical treatment shes paying me for, and once thats done, whatever romantic plans you two have are completely your own.
I couldnt care less! Even though Simon had been rude, Andrew understood he was acting out of misplaced jealousy, so he decided to let it slide.
Simons expression softened slightly as he scoffed.
At least you know your place.
But remember only I have the right to treat Francescas condition.
Andrew shrugged.
Fine.
The Aickers clearly have it all figured out.
As Andrew turned to leave, Francesca quickly called out, Wait, Andrew! Simons face darkened.
Fran, let him go.
Dont you trust me? Simon, Im grateful for your devotion, but Im sorry … Francesca began hesitantly, biting her lip.
Dont apologize, Fran, Simon interrupted.
Id die for you willingly.
Weve grown up together, studied together, and shared the same passion for medicine.
Ive known for years that youre the only woman for me.
Andrew cringed at the overly dramatic confession, but he had to admit Simons devotion seemed genuine.
Meanwhile, Cedric stood silently, his expression unreadable.
Simon, when I said I was sorry, thats not what meant, Francesca clarified carefully.
Ive always seen you as an older brother figure.
Ive never thought of you romantically.
There was a loud, stunned silence as Simons face fell, utterly crushed.
Andrew had to suppress a wince.
It seemed the devoted Simon had been nursing a one sided love all along.
It was like a scene from a tragic romance.
Francescas heart was simply elsewhere, and the poor guy did not stand a chance.
Fran, what are you saying? Simon stumbled backward, his face pale with disbelief.
Francesca turned her face away, mumbling, Please dont be angry, Simon. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ͟.net
I respect you greatly, but I just dont have those kinds of feelings for you.
Stop, please stop! Simon shouted, unable to accept her words.
You must be lying.
After all these years together, how could you not love me? Simon, love isnt determined by how long people spend together, Francesca replied gently.
Besides, youre … not really ny type.
Chapter 88 So youre saying Im not good enough? Simons face flushed red.
Francesca chose her next words carefully, clearly uncomfortable.
Its not that youre not good enough.
Its just … youre five years older than me, and well … youre kind of old- fashioned and serious.
You dont exactly have the best sense of style.