After the patient’s family left, he turned to meet her gaze. “What’s wrong?”
She snapped out of her thoughts, forcing a smile as she changed the subject. “Do you know the patient’s family?”
He nodded. “They’ve been my patients before.”
“No wonder…”
“No wonder what?”
She grinned. “I was just wondering who was so considerate as to draft the entire treatment plan for me.”
Judd looked at her, about to reply, when a nurse approached. “Professor Carstairs, there’s a Ms. Winthrop here to see you.”
Winthrop...
Charlotte’s brows knit together.
Tricia?
Judd caught the subtle shift in her expression and suddenly asked, “Should I see her?”
She blinked, puzzled. “Why are you asking me whether you should meet her?”
He teased, “Aren’t you two close friends?”
Charlotte didn’t answer.
He let the topic drop. “Aren’t you even curious what she wants from me?”
Honestly, she wasn’t, but Judd’s tone piqued her curiosity just enough.
Judd agreed to see Tricia.
Charlotte was still around, though she stayed in the office restroom.
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