Chapter 539:
Initially, he had hoped to provoke Norah by dating Jolie, but Norah didn’t even give him a second look, showing
no interest whatsoever.
With a stern expression, he looked over the documents about Concord Hospital. Once there, he wondered if
Norah could continue to maintain her arrogance. Norah might be the top doctor in their department, but Concord
Hospital was filled with top-tier talent. Could Norah still stand out? He was curious to find out.
After her shift, Norah was stopped by Luna again. Shayla rushed to her and wrapped her arms around Norah's
leg, gazing up at her.
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“Auntie, chome, please. Let's eat...”
The girl's eyes radiated pure innocence as she stared up at Norah.
Norah shot a cool look at Luna, who was standing behind Shayla. “I've told you before, treatas a stranger.
Don’t cto me.”
Luna, holding a gift bag in her left hand, offered a smile. “Today, I'm not here to thank you. Your advice ledto
take Shayla for a check-up, and the doctor caught the issue early. It's nothing serious.”
She lifted the bag slightly. “I brought these as a thank you.”
“| appreciate the thought, but | don’t need gifts.” Norah's tone was firm as she made it clear she wanted to keep
her distance from Luna and her family. She had no interest in associating with them.
Luna ccloser to Shayla and patted her head. “Norah, look at Shayla. Isn't she looking healthier? As a
mother, my biggest fear is my child falling ill. Are you refusing my gift because you dislike Shayla?”
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Shayla silently wrapped her arms around Norah's thigh, her eyes slowly becoming misty. “Auntie, | like you.”
Her eyes glittered with tears, but she kept them at bay, refusing to let them spill over.
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“I'll be a good girl. Auntie, please don't dislike me, okay?” Shayla’s tearful voice and obedience tugged at
Norah's heart. Could she skip getting married and pregnant and directly be blessed with an adorable and well-
behaved child like Shayla?
“Shayla, don’t cry. I'm just talking to your mommy. Be good.”
While comforting Shayla, Norah glared at Luna coldly, not a hint of warmth visible in her eyes. “Luna, | don’t
want to have this conversation again. Remember, | don’t have any relation to your family anymore.”
“Oh, Norah, you misunderstand me. I'm genuinely thankful for your help with Shayla. I've not gotten you
anything expensive. It’s just sfruit. If you accept this token, I'll feel more at ease.”
Indeed, one section of the bag was transparent, revealing red apples inside.