My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Violet didn’t expect the person she saved to be Abel Fuller. Speaking of which, the other party also helped her prove Veronica’s suicide fraud!

Violet smiled heartily and nodded, reaching out to shake Abel’s hand. “Hello, I’m Violet Webb. In the statement you sent out, the person who committed suicide is my half-sister! I've always known the dean of Summerfield General Hospital to be a good person, but | didn’t expect. you to be so young!”

Then, she remembered what the group of thugs had said when they were beating up Abel moments ago.

If she understood the situation correctly, the reason why Abel was being beaten had something to do with him coming forward and issuing the aforementioned statement. Violet felt guilt tugging at her heart because of

this.

The two of them let go of each other’s hand, ending the handshake. Abel’s expression was shocked as he exclaimed, “It’s you!” The recent uproar about plagiarism also involved a fake suicide at Summerfield General Hospital, so it was only natural he was aware of it.

Violet smiled and nodded. “Yes, it’s me, | haven’t thanked Dr. Fuller for standing up for justice so the netizens wouldn't spit at me!”

When Abel heard this, he also smiled, saying humbly, “It’s nothing. This is the basic integrity a doctor should possess!”

When the two of them learned of each other’s identities, it pulled their relationship closer and more intimate.

Violet looked at him and asked, “By the way, who were those people? How did you get stuck in an alley with them?”

Abel glanced at Violet and smiled helplessly. “Which doctor hasn’t been hated by several patients’ families? | just happened to want to buy something from the supermarket. | was taken by surprise the moment | entered the alley and was shoved into a sack to be beaten up!”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Violet with a smile. “Speaking of which, thank you for saving me!”

Violet was a little embarrassed and said sincerely, “It's nothing, D

You helped me out online first. Speaking of which, | still have to you!”

Abel seemed to be in a much better mood and said, “Let’s just agree that we helped each other out. By the way, what are you doing here?”

Violet's eyes flashed, and she pointed to the supermarket next to her with a smile. “My friend is hospitalized. | came to help her buy some daily necessities!”

Abel was slightly startled. “What a coincidence! Let’s go together!”

Back at Summerfield General Hospital, Patrick watched as Robert's hand was fixed with a cast and then went with him to the hospital ward.

The two of them stood at the door of the ward. After sharing some words, Patrick was about to leave when Robert quickly grabbed him with his good arm. “You have to bring me food for dinner. The hospital food is unpalatable!”

Robert had only injured his arm, so his energy to talk didn’t diminish. Instead, he took the opportunity to flirt around at the hospital.

Seeing a nurse walking by, he couldn’t help but flirt with her and throw her a seductive wink.

Patrick looked like he didn’t want to know Robert. “Have someone else do it. I’m busy!”

Robert clung to him like sticky toffee. “No! This is the first time I’ve been hospitalized!”

Patrick looked at him speechlessly. “You just have a broken bone. You don’t need t

be hospitalized!”

Robert frowned. “You wouldn’t understand. There are so many girls in the hospital. With this chance visit to the hospital, how can I not seize the

opportunity?”

Patrick almost couldn't restrain himself from breaking Robert’s other arm. “I suggest you go to the psychiatric department!”

As soon as Patrick finished speaking, his phone rang.

He picked up the phone.

Robert had just let go of Patrick when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure not far away.

He immediately thought of what Patrick had said last night about his marriage license with Violet. He grabbed Patrick, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Patrick, isn’t that your little designer?”

Patrick was talking on the phone when he was interrupted by Robert. Patrick couldn’t help but frown and look over.

Then, at a glance, he saw Violet and a young man carrying things in their hands, talking and smiling as they walked down the corridor of the inpatient department.

The doctors and nurses passing by them couldn’t help but nod their heads in greeting.

Patrick’s expression was a little gloomy. He never expected that after only half a day had passed, he would see Violet and another man so intimate with each other..

It was clear that he was the one who asked Violet not to think romantically of him, but looking at Violet’s situation, she changed men like changing socks.

Patrick couldn't help his fury. How did he not find out before that this woman’s ability to h ook up was comparable to Robert's? Violet was watching Abel talk. Abel said that since Violet's friend was hospitalized in his hospital, he should go and check up on her.

As the two were talking, Violet sensed that someone was watching her.

She jerked her head up and saw Robert smiling and Patrick staring at her. blankly,Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Violet was stunned. Why were they here?

When she saw the cast on Robert’s arm, she realized that Robert had a

broken arm.

Seeing the change in Violet’s expression, Abel couldn't help but ask, “What's wrong? Violet!”

Violet came back to her senses and shook her head. “It’s nothing!”

Abel was particularly sensitive and followed her gaze. At a glance, he saw Patrick and Robert standing at the door of the ward, his eyes flashing.

“Your friend?”

Violet pursed her lips. She didn’t know how to introduce them. Were they friends? Not really!

They were standing in the doorway beside Megan's ward, so Violet couldn’t ignore them.

When she and Abel walked over, she heard Robert laugh and ask, “Ms. Webb, why did you come to the hospital? Did you know that | was injured. and came to see me?”

After speaking, he couldn’t help but glance at Patrick next to him.

The corners of Violet’s mouth tugged upward, and she answered truthfully, “My friend is hospitalized, so | came to see her!” Patrick’s face was expressionless as he hung up the phone, put it away, and looked at Violet. His tone seemed aggressive as he demanded, “Which

friend?”

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