Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 910

Frank kept quiet. He lowered his head as his hand met his forehead. It seemed something was bothering him.

"Dr. Watson, I..." Elizabeth tried but still failed not to come closer to him again.

Without raising his head, Frank said coldly, "Please go out. I'm not working today. All the appointments have been postponed."

Elizabeth was instantly discouraged. As a doctor, she expected Frank to be professional. But reputable doctors could at times be impudent. So she did not say anything more and just turned around to leave, feeling unsatisfied.

To Elizabeth's surprise, the door she had just closed wouldn't open!

Elizabeth twisted the doorknob again and again as anxiety riled her up. But no matter how hard she tried, the door just wouldn't budge. She turned to Frank, embarrassment evident in her voice as she explained, "It's not that I don't want to leave. I just can't open the door."

"Why did you close the door?" Frank asked, sounding distressed. "The lock of this door is broken. Once the door closes, it will not open. I haven't had it fixed yet." As he spoke, Frank stood up, aiming for the lounge chair to lie on.

Frank massaged his eyebrows, seemingly out of energy.

Frustration took over Elizabeth. She had not realized until now why Frank had kept his office door open from the very beginning.

Apparently, the lock was broken.

"I'm so sorry." Elizabeth apologized then cautiously suggested, "Do you know any of the nurses ' numbers? We can call them and ask them to find a locksmith to open it." Elizabeth went back and sat on the chair. She looked at the man on the lounge chair.

"I don't save the nurses' numbers in my phone." Frank's voice was so low it was practically a whisper.

Elizabeth clutched her bag. She had no idea what to say, much less do. Finally, she got up and walked back to the door, thinking of calling out for help. Then she heard a snore from behind her.

She looked back and saw Frank on the lounge chair, deep in sleep. He had his legs crossed and an arm covering his eyes.

Their awkward situation made Elizabeth uneasy and self-conscious. She knew better than to wake him up and so remained silent. Elizabeth slumped back on the chair. She was bored and opted to read a book she picked up randomly in the room. But the medical book made no sense to her. All she did was scan the human anatomy sketches inside.