Loving You In Secret

Chapter 283

After hearing what Harvey said, Vicky still was not stirred.

The feud between her and Tyler was between them and them alone; it had nothing to do with Harvey or anyone else. Before her memory recovered, she would not trust anyone.

‘Til think about what you said, Mister Sparks. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up.”

Harvey knew Vicky did not believe in him or took the things he said into consideration. Thus, he did not try to persuade her anymore. “If you ever second-guess this whole thing or need my help with anything, just call me.”

Vicky responded perfunctorily and hung up the phone. As soon as she did that, someone knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock!

This startled her.

‘Who can it be? Don’t tell me it’s Sheila,’ she thought. Immediately, she refuted that thought. Tyler had arranged for two strong bodyguards to stand outside the door. Even if Sheila was a stupid girl, she would not come to look for her.

Vicky slowly walked to the door to open the door.

“Good day, Miss Shaw.” It was a woman around her thirties standing outside the door. She had a first- aid kit in one hand and another bag in the other hand. The smell of food wafted out of the bag, and Vicky felt hungrier when the aroma entered her nostril.

The woman introduced herself. “My last name is Turner. You can call me Doctor Turner. Mister Hart had asked me to come over to check your sprained ankle.”

She passed the bag of food to Vicky. “You should eat first. I can do the examination once you’re done.”

Vicky looked at her for a while before accepting the bag of food from Doctor Turner. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Doctor Turner replied.

The food Doctor Turner brought was some of the food Vicky loved to eat. This was the first time she met with Doctor Turner, so Doctor Turner could not possibly know what her favorite food was.

She sneered inwardly. ‘Is this a treat for me after slapping me in the face?’

Regardless, she had no means to jeopardize herself, so she quietly ate.

After that, Doctor Turner started to examine her sprained ankle. She looked at Vicky’s swollen ankle and pressed on it a few times, and the pain caused Vicky to frown. She had been pacing around the room and did not get it treated immediately. Hence, her ankle was swollen even more badly than before.

After the examination, Doctor Turner explained, “Your bones and muscles are fine, but your ankle is very swollen now. Try not to get down to walk for the next seven days. I’ll prescribe some medicine to help with the swelling. You need to apply the cream every day. Don’t take oily or any spicy food…” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She carefully explained the precautions Vicky needed to heed.

Suddenly, Vicky asked, “Did he say when I can leave this room?”

Stunned by this abrupt question. Doctor Turner looked awkward. “I’m sorry, Miss Shaw. Mister Hart never said anything about this.”

After she completed the examination and prescribed the medicine, she did not leave nor showed signs she would leave.

Vicky said, “You can go if you’re done.”

Doctor Turner shook her head. “Your ankle is sprained, so you’re going to have many difficulties in your daily life. Mister Hart had instructed me to stay here to take care of you before he comes back.”

She continued, “I’m going to sit in the living room, so I won’t disturb you from resting. Call me if you need anything.”

After that, Doctor Turner left the bedroom.