Flash Marriage, Billionaire's Sweet Wife

Westmead Hospital.

Dr. Elisa White rushed to the floor where her office was located. The fight outside her office caught her off guard late at night.

At that moment, nearly ten guys, all of whom were big men, were standing in the spacious hospital hallway.

They were all dressed in black suits and sunglasses, and their attitudes were tight as if they were confronting enemies.

When the nurses and doctors on duty saw her approaching, they exhaled a sigh of relief and almost cried. "Dr. Elisa, you've arrived."

Elisa nodded at them, looked along the corridor, and added, "Please wait outside in the waiting room first. The environment is too noisy, which would interfere with the work of the medical staff."

The doctor entered the room.

As soon as she stepped in, she noticed a mess all over the place. Plants in pots, books, pencils, papers, and glasses were all in disarray. There were several tea and coffee stains on the floor as well.

The only thing that was nice and clean was the tiny sofa.

A young child was sitting on the little sofa, his back was facing her.

Elisa no longer had to find out how messy her room had become.

Her heart surged with anger, and she planned to teach that child a lesson.

But at the thought of the people in the suit, she immediately corrected her expression and gently asked, "Hi, what is your name? What is the matter with you?"

The child slowly turned his head when she heard the sound.

Elisa was taken aback by the tenderness of the child's face.

An inexplicable feeling of kindness suddenly rose from her heart and washed away her anger. The child simply looked at her and did not say anything.

A pair of dark and brilliant eyes emitted blazing light, like two crystal grapes.

She took a glance at the child and observed that his fleshy little hand was making a fist on his tummy.

Dr. Elisa gave the sweetest grin. "I do not have the ability to read your thoughts. I can't tell what is wrong with you based on your expression. If you do not want to talk, could you please show me where you are uncomfortable?"

Elisa finished the discussion and smiled at him. The child stared at her in the eyes.

The office was deafeningly quiet.

When Elisa believed he would not answer, the child put out his fleshy little hand and pointed to his tummy.

She gently massaged his belly twice through his fitted clothing. "Does your tummy hurt?"

The child gazed at Elisa White for a moment, then at her hand on his tummy as if it were an afterthought, and slowly nodded.

She stepped up, picked him up with both hands, and since the child did not struggle, she carried him to the office bed for a thorough examination.

The child was surprised by her unexpected action and stood there for a few moments until she took him into her arms.

His beautiful and sensitive tiny face was expressionless.

The housekeeper at the room door probed and was taken aback to see the young master in Dr. Elisa White's arms.

The family's young master had never been close to anyone except for the young master, William Brich.

Even after five years of caring for the young master, he had not had the opportunity to become close to him.

In an empty parking lot, a beautiful new Maserati was parked, and the housekeeper welcomed him promptly. "Young master."

It was not much till the man stepped down from the driver's seat with his exquisite face and extraordinary clothes.