Chapter 102 What Are They to Each Other

Isabella walked into Alexander's ward with the takeout tomato soup. It was early morning, and the nurses were busy with their rounds. As she stepped inside, Alexander was just about to get a shot in the backside. The whole thing seemed to wound his pride. He glared at the nurse and outright refused to take the shot. He was used to employees who depended on his paycheck. But now, the nurse wasn't under his control, and she wasn't the slightest bit intimidated. "Mr. Sinclair, could you lift your hospital gown a little, please? Just cooperate. I'm busy, and plenty of patients are waiting," the nurse said. Alexander barked, "Do it somewhere else!" Hearing that, the nurse let out an exasperated laugh. "Mr. Sinclair, this is an injection, not one of your business deals. Quickly now! Pull up your hospital gown halfway." Isabella paused with the soup still in her hand. Her first instinct was to slip out, but the nurse caught sight of her. "You're the patient's family, right? Perfect