THE LEGENDARY DOCTOR

TRIPPING HEIRESS

"How long have you been watching?" She dried her wet palm with a towel and turned to him, smiling.

Elias leaned against the door frame casually. "Long enough to know you didn't shed tears while cutting those Onions."

Bianca chuckled. "Do you?"

"I love Onions— in food of course but I hate chopping them. Makes me shed tears I never intended."

Bianca laughed. "What other things make you cry aside onions? Like the woman you love breaking your heart?"

Elias' smile died slowly.

"I'm..I'm sorry.. Didn't mean to hit a nerve."

Elias nodded. "You didn't," He said with a quiet voice, unbothered about Amara— he was just disappointed he did all he did for the wrong woman. "She just hadn't done all of this for once. I mean the petty things that matter in a marriage."

Bianca raised a brow in surprise.

"Then what's she up to?"

"Chasing her dream, building her career, and when she had the tower standing, she said I am not in her league anymore. I supported her." Elias shrugged, intentionally making his efforts look small. "Of course in the little way I can."

"I'm sorry about that, Elias." Bianca said with a softer voice. "But it's her loss. And when she realizes it, it will be too late for her."

Elias simply smiled and stepped into the kitchen. The aroma of the pasta was intense, disturbing his nostril and making his stomach grumble.

"Oh, God my belly already finish the pasta before tasting it. You're good at it. Not everyone does, especially being an heiress. Most wealthy people employ people to handle the kitchen work."

Bianca pulled off the pot lid and started serving the pasta into two plates on the counter.

"Cooking is my hobby. When I'm away from the boardroom and of course clients stressing the hell out of me, cooking helps me relax, reminds me life is more than just papers and boardroom."

Elias nodded gently.

"Food is ready."

Bianca placed the two plates on a silver tray and the two of them headed to the dining hall. Elias couldn't help but notice her skin, faintly shimmering with sweat.

Bianca set the plate in his front and sat across from him with her own plate in her front. The entire experience was new to Elias even though he had been the one playing the house husband after every day at the construction site but someone doing that for him felt like a whole new thing.

"So, what is your plan?" Bianca asked between bites.

"I have none," Elias responded. "Always don't. I just engage myself and allow things happen."

Bianca Paused, looking at him intrigued.

"What if it happens in a day you don't like?"

"I move on."

Bianca continued eating without looking at him but her entire mind was on the conversation.

"Like your marriage? I guess it's Same for it."

Elias looked at her.

"Maybe."

He said and continued eating again while Bianca looked up from the food she was pretending to focus on, her heart racing. She was aware that the betrayal from his ex-wife would have locked his heart, but she was going to prove him wrong— that he was only with the wrong woman in the first place.

The next morning, Amara was up early, inside her room toweling off water from her body. On her bed Sprawled a charcoal suit imported from Milan. Today is significant, her hospital is finally getting listed by one of the biggest private hospitals in the world by the National board of Hospital accreditation with full backing and funding from the biggest medical firm in the world— the Titan Medical Firm, and she was going to look her best.