My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Violet turned her gaze toward the angered Abel and spoke, “Dr. Fuller, please don’t let your anger get the best of you. Her temperament has always been this way. I’m certain things aren’t Majorie portrayed, aren’t they?”

Though Abel harbored no fondness for Majoric, he found it hard to lose his temper in front of Violet.

He looked at Violet Webb and nodded with a hint of resignation. “This morning, there was an emergency surgery, and I had to rush over last minute. The patient’s family specifically requested me to perform the surgery. However, there was an unexpected incident on the way, and the patient's condition suddenly worsened. When | arrived at the hospital, the surgery had already begun, with the Deputy Director taking the lead. 1 couldn't intervene. The patient’s family is understandably distraught, and the surgery is still underway. Now, all we can hope for is a successful operation!”

Majorie, upon hearing Abel’s explanation, stole a fleeting glance at him, her expression. betraying her discomfort.

Clearly, in the face of a life-saving surgery, Majorie could still recognize her own mistake.

In acalm tone, she murmured, “You didn’t mention that you were rushing over to perform the surgery yourself.”

Abel’s countenance darkened, his irritation evident, “I did say it was an emergency. Must | spell it out for you? Do | need to provide a comprehensive explanation to a stranger like yourself? And let’s remember your demeanor at the time. You insisted on obstructing me from leaving. Even if | had clarified, you probably would have branded me a fraudulent doctor, correct?”

Violet, nodding in comprehension, affirmed her belief that Abel was not one to forsake

courtesy.

Majorie instantly deflated. In the heat of the moment, she probably would have thought just that.

Violet shook her head with a touch of exasperation and offered her apology to Abel. “I’m truly sorry, Majorie... she wasn’t aware of the situation. She didn’t mean any harm. Please, don’t be angry.”

Abel waved his hand dismissively, saying. “There’s no reason to be angry. | only hope the surgery goes smoothly!”

Violet spoke, “So, what's your situation now...”

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Abel, seeing the perplexed look in Violet's eyes, quickly grasped her meaning and explained, “I rushed over at the last minute to cover a shift for one of the orthopedic doctors.”Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Violet nodded in understanding. “Well, in that case, could you do us a favor and check Majorie’s lower back and ankle?”

But when those words left Violet's lips, Majorie almost jumped out of her chair, exclaiming, “I don’t want him to examine me!” Violet's expression turned stern. “Majorie, please don’t create a scene.”

Majorie bit her lip and glared at Violet defiantly. Despite acknowledging her earlier mistake, she still felt extremely uncomfortable about having Abel examine her.

Considering Violet had already made an appointment, she couldn’t afford to let Majorie’s stubbornness disrupt their plans. Besides, Abel was a highly skilled doctor, and there was no reason to change that.

Majorie’s resistance proved futile, and she eventually allowed Abel to conduct the

examination.

Throughout the examination, Majoric maintained a scowling expression as if someone. owed her a fortune.

By the time the medical check-up concluded, it was almost noon. Abel had his clinic duties to attend to, and Violet, nursing her sore back and limping slightly, made her way to lunch.

Violet had just finished ordering her meal when she received a call from Megan.

“Violet, where are you right now?” Megan, known for her aloof demeanor, sounded surprisingly agitated.

Violet furrowed her brow. “I’m out having dinner. What’s going on?”

Megan's eyes were fixed on two men engaged in a brawl not far from her. Her voice carried a noticeable edge. “Skyler and Robert are in a fistfight outside the company’s

entrance!”

Violet, holding her phone, stood up in shock. “What? Why on earth are they fighting?”

Megan tried to control her frustration. “I have no idea. When | was heading downstairs, they were waiting for me, inviting me to dinner. Before | could respond, they got into a heated argument and started brawling. I’m pretty sure they had some disagreement even before | arrived!”

Violet pursed her lips. “What are you doing right now?”

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Megan took a deep breath. “I’m just standing here, watching the chaos unfold.”

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Violet's eyes gleamed with an idea. “Forget about them. Hail a cab and join me for lunch here. It’s perfect-I'll introduce you to a friend!”

Megan shot a final icy glance toward the ongoing brawl, then pocketed her phone and turned away, making her exit.

Robert and Skyler engaged in a brutal brawl, paying no heed to Megan’s departure.

Robert's enraged fist struck Skyler’s cheek as he shouted, “I warned you to stay away from her. Do you not understand plain language?”

Skyler wiped his mouth and swiftly retaliated, punching Robert's jaw. “Who do you think you are? Just a spoiled brat, entitled by your family’s wealth to act however you please. What gives you the right to warn me?”

News of the altercation between Robert and Skyler quickly spread like wildfire throughout Foreverie Jewelry.

On the following day, Megan resigned and set off on a journey. After that, Skyler visited Violet once,

but he never showed up again on his own accord.

As for Robert, once he couldn’t locate Megan, he seemed to fade into obscurity.

For several days, Violet and Patrick hardly exchanged a word. However, this time, Patrick didn’t move out either.

The two of them were like strangers living under the same roof.

Soon enough, it was time for the company’s team-building event.

On that particular morning, Patrick had an unsettling premonition. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant would happen today.

The company had organized a bus for employees to travel to Mount Summerwood. Patrick’s car was parked downstairs, and he spotted Violet about to board the bus. Suddenly, he recalled Robert’s earlier warning and the bathroom conversation between Ellie and Rebecca before Ellie left the country. They had discussed tampering with the mosquito repellent vaporizer in Violet’s room.

In theory, the mastermind behind Ellie should be aware that Patrick and Violet knew about this matter, and they shouldn't dare tamper with it again.

However, for some inexplicable reason, the thought crossed Patrick’s mind, and he felt an intense throbbing in his temple. Without hesitation, he called out to Violet, “Violet!”

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Violet stood there, momentarily stunned, while the curious eyes of her fellow employees turned in her direction.

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car

In front of the crowd, Violet couldn't afford to ignore Patrick’s presence. She met Patrick’s gaze with an expressionless face. “Mr. Hersey, is there something you need?”

Hearing Violet's formal address, Patrick couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort in his brow.

Nevertheless, he chose not to press the issue further. His voice was chilly as he replied, “Please, get in my car. | have something to discuss with you.”

Violet's demeanor turned chilly, and she deliberately took a step back. “If you have something to discuss, Mr. Hersey, you can say it here. After all, there are still many people who haven't boarded the bus. I’m fine with taking the coach. If it’s truly inconvenient, we can talk when we arrive at Mount Summerwood. By then, we should have plenty of time, and | don’t mind.” Patrick squinted his eyes, his tone carrying a casual but unmistakable trace of annoyance. “I do mind, but what | want to discuss is work-related. Can’t Ms. Webb cooperate as well?”

Violet's expression remained unchanged. ‘Please clarify which aspect of work. Mr. Hersey.”

Patrick sensed that Violet was determined not to share a car with him.

However, he genuinely cared about her and couldn't let his pride get in the way or be overly harsh.

He lowered his voice, his anger subtly simmering beneath the surface. Violet, do you have to make things difficult for me?” Violet's attitude remained distant as if she were a hedgehog with pr ickles ready to defend herself. “Mr. Hersey, you must be joking. I’m concerned that riding in the same car as you might make me take myself too seriously.”

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