Chapter 23

Over the years, Irene did not have much savings because she had been footing her mother's medical bills. Nonetheless, now that her career as a doctor was over, she had to work another job. Her dream as a military doctor was also delayed—not abandoned, even if she was forced to concede it because of her life at the moment. She would become a doctor again if she had the chance. Eventually, she left the hospital and took a taxi back to the mansion. "Mrs. Jefferson, are you ill? You look pale," Mrs. Watson said in concern as she entered. Irene shook her head. "I'm fine." As she entered after changing into loafers, Mrs. Watson pressed on, asking, "Don't you have work today?" After all, Irene had always been busy and often took night shifts. Irene's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at Mrs. Watson. It was true—she was supposed to be at work, but… Repressing her bitterness, Irene steeled herself and smiled. "I took a few days off. The chief approved my leave already. " Mrs.