Chapter 741 Misunderstanding (Part Three)

"How many appointments do you cosmetic surgeons handle in a day? I don't think you're that busy," Cassie snapped. After peeking at Greg's schedule the other day, she knew that he didn't have many patients today.

"It's not in line for me to report my work arrangement to you. Get out of here," Greg nudged impatiently.

Instead of leaving, Cassie came closer. She made her way to Greg, stopped between the desk and him, and then sat on the desk. She fixed her eyes on Greg, brooding. 'If Violet is outside the office and looks through the window, she will think that I am sitting on Greg's lap.'

"Don't be so mean, Greg. We were classmates and we were close. Can't you be nice to me?" Cassie said in a soft voice that concealed the mixture of conflicted emotions running through her mind.

"Please behave yourself, Cassie. Leave now!" Greg demanded, as he got up and pushed his chair backward. He planned to leave if Cassie wasn't going to budge.

Cassie jumped off the desk swiftly. Standing straight, she stretched out, threw her arms around Greg's neck, stood on tiptoe and gave him a peck on the cheek.

At this moment, Violet stood outside Greg's office looking through the window with puffy eyes. In the fair weather, she was warm enough as she waited with the cake in her hands. But watching what was happening in Greg's office threatened her heart to freeze. She felt as if a winter storm had suddenly swept across the city, catching her outdoors completely unprepared.

Greg pushed Cassie away, and howled at her furiously,"Are you insane? What are you doing?"

"Do you think I lost my mind, Greg? Don't you know my heart? I traveled so far to come and work here. Don't you know what I want?" Cassie bombarded him with questions, her emotions running out of control. 'How does Violet feel now? She entered the hospital long ago.

Jean Wen sacrificed herself for family interests. Before her husband divorced her, she made every effort to please him.

"You are inexperienced in bed," he said coldly.

"You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce," Jean replied furiously.

"Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about," he sneered.

towards the exit. She heard someone call her name.

"Violet," Fred's voice came from behind.

She looked behind to find Fred staring at her.

"Are you coming here to see Greg?" Fred asked, smiling.

Not to worry Fred, Violet tried to hide her upset feelings. "Yes, I am, Dad," she answered obediently.

"You're leaving so soon?" Fred asked. With a look at the cake in Violet's hand, he smiled and continued,"It looks like the two of you get on very well. I was concerned you might have misunderstandings since you're young and only beginning out. It sometimes happens with young couples. It turns out my worries were unfounded if you guys are here buying cakes for each other. Aren't you such a lucky young couple?"

"Yes, we're good, Dad," Violet replied, forcing a smile on her face,"He is bad-tempered, but he behaves well in front of me."

"I have no doubt about that. He will do whatever you ask," Fred echoed with a laugh. But he suddenly realized that there was something wrong. Violet seemed to have brought the cake for Greg, but instead of giving it to him, she kept it and headed out. 'What's going on?' he wondered.

"Why are you leaving without giving the cake to Greg, Violet?" Fred asked curiously.