Chapter 812

Giselle continued, "It's just that I think you need to end this employment first if you want to be true friends with him. Let him go back to his own world and find his own path. Only then will you two truly be on equal footing." Donovan fell silent, struck by how profound and abstract Giselle's words were. By the time he finally stepped out of her room, it was already late at night. He wandered the hospital corridors for a while, but there was no sign of Chris. He took out his phone, wanting to call him, but he realized he couldn't come up with a single reason to do so. He couldn't even bring himself to call under the pretense of work. It was a strange, unsettling feeling. Chris was supposed to be just an assistant, a subordinate, and employee—someone he could doubt at will, scold as he pleased, and then treat the next day as if nothing had happened. He had never intended to waste personal feelings on him. Yet, after he had slammed the table and shouted at Chris, they had someho