They got seats facing the river with a great view.
Emily sat by the window, fiddling with the straw in the juice cup. Her eyelids kept drooping, as if she was dozing in a staff meeting.
"Miss Sam?"
After the man sitting opposite called her twice, Emily looked up absentmindedly. "Ah, Mr. Gray, what did you say just now?"
"My surname is Gibson, not Gray!" The man kindly repeated to her.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, Mr. Gibson!" Emily corrected herself in embarrassment.
"It doesn't matter." The man smiled and said politely, "Miss Sam, are you tired now? Your job, as a reporter, is really hard. I know. Just now I said that I just completed a master's degree last year. Now I work in a foreign-owned bank, and I'm due for promotion soon..."
"Wow, that's good. What else?" Emily urged, but she didn't listen to a word he said.
Out of the corner of her eye she stared at the pointers of the watch on her waist. She rested her right arm beside her handbag so as to answer the phone call at the first time.
Although she had never been on a blind date, she had seen a lot of TV programs. She was unwilling to come today because she was afraid that her aunt would be unhappy if she refused her kindly proposal.
However, she had already thought of a solution. In the fifteen minutes of the blind date, Tina would call her and ask her out for an emergency interview, then she would reluctantly leave here. After that, she would never contact this man and tell her aunt that she didn't like him at all.
About five minutes later...
Three minutes later...
As the man was in full spate, Emily silently counted the time. Just when she began to counting down the last few seconds, a person suddenly sat down next to her.
She turned her head subconsciously and got shocked as if she had seen a spirit. "What are you doing here?"
Simon held the car keys in his hand and sat lazily on the chair, looking askance at her with a faint smile. He reached out to grab the cup in front of her, and took a deep draught of her juice without hesitation. He gave a quite irrelevant answer, "I'm thirsty!"
Emily looked at the straw in her hand and swallowed drily.
Upon seeing this, the man opposite her asked politely, "Miss Sam, who is him?"
"He is..."
Emily opened her mouth and fumbled helplessly for words, after a long time, she could only answer him, "He is a doctor..."
She was completely shocked by Simon's appearance. She didn't expect that he would see them here, and she was so nervous that her heart almost leaped into her mouth for fear that he would carelessly call her "Mrs. Chin". If that happened, her aunt would know that she got married.
Hearing this, the man quickly said with a smile, "Miss Sam, I believe he must be your attending doctor, right?"
"Somewhat!" Emily whispered.
When she was rescued in the hospital because of drowning, he did treat her in some aspects. Saying that he was her attending physician was not a lie!
"So he is your friend! Nice to meet you!" The man smiled and enthused, "I have a distant cousin who is also a doctor. Anesthesiologist. I heard that working in hospitals is very hard, especially with endless surgeries. I have always admired doctors!"
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