Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 284

Taking a deep breath, Emma was about to walk away when the staff elevator next to her chimed and its doors slid open.

A man in a sharp suit with a cold expression walked out, followed by a slightly shorter young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and carrying a briefcase.

The moment she saw them, Emma frowned and instinctively tried to turn and walk away. Unfortunately, before she could move, the young man called out, stopping her in her tracks. “Mrs. Cooper! Mrs. Cooper!”

Jason shouted twice, thinking she hadn’t heard him.

The second time was so loud it drew stares from several passersby, forcing Emma to turn around.

“Oh, what a coincidence.”

Emma forced a smile. As the man walked slowly toward her, she silently cursed her bad luck.

“What are you doing here?”

Seeing Emma at the hospital so early in the morning, Evan’s brow furrowed instinctively. “Are you sick?”

“Don’t jinx me.”

Emma retorted, “I’m just visiting a friend.”

Friend?

Did Emma know anyone else in Averton City besides him?

Evan’s frown deepened, his eyes filled with suspicion as he looked at her. “Who? Do I know them?”

She had just made it up on the spot. Annoyed and a little flustered by his persistent questioning, Emma snapped.

“Why are you asking so many questions? It’s not like you’d—”

“Ms. Hayes.”

“Yes, it’s convenient, Dr. Allen! Let’s go now!”

Emma was more than grateful for Nathan’s timely rescue. She looked at Evan. “I have to go. We can talk later.”

Evan didn’t say anything. His scrutinizing gaze lingered on Nathan’s face for a moment before he gave a slight nod. “Alright. Which friend? Is it serious? Do you need me to help contact a specialist?”

“That won’t be necessary, thank you.”

This time, it was Nathan who spoke. He looked at Evan, his tone calm but distant. “The patient’s condition is stable and our department is handling the follow-up. Ms. Hayes is just visiting as a friend and is not involved in any medical decisions. If further assistance is needed, the hospital will handle it according to procedure.”

Since he was the attending physician, Evan couldn’t press the matter further. After a brief silence, he said in a low voice, “I see.”

His gaze then returned to Emma. “Call me when you’re done.”

It wasn't a question. It was a statement.