CHAPTER 11- JELOUSY 2.0

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NOAH'S POV

"Just one more grape baby, say aaaaah."

I secretly rolled my eyes. James is being So sweet to Elijah, and he was treating him like a complete paralyzed person. Which is I don't understand.

Elijah can see.

And he can walk with the help of the crutches as well.

But I don't understand why he keeps on using the wheelchair and pretend to be blind.

And what makes me more angry is that, when James said that Elijah is tired and don't want therapy, he will tolerate his laziness. It makes me mad because if he doesn't continue his therapy, he will go back to the first step. And I don't want to start again just because my patient doesn't cooperate with me.

I take a deep breath and gather all my wits before walking towards their direction.

When I am almost where they are seated, I saw Elijah look at me and we start a staring competition. I didn't look down and try to fight jlhis stares. I saw how his eyes lingers from my face down to my body then back to my no- reaction face expression.

I faked a cough to get their attention.

"Good morning Sir Elijah. It is now time for your therapy."

"Can he just skip today? As you can see we are busy here. Your ruining our couple time."

I raised an eyebrow on what he said. "I suggest that you do it today sir. If you continue to disregard your therapy, you might get back from the very beginning. You don't want that do you?"

I saw how James' sharp stare look at me like he is questioning my authority on giving such instructions to Elijah.

When he didn't speak, I lashed another sentence.
"I am in charge of his health improvement so I have the decision to tell him to take the therapy today."

"And you are not adhering to what I am telling you? I am his fiancée! You are just his nurse. So when I tell you that he will not, that means HE. WILL. NOT. Got that stupid?"

I smirk at him not minding his rant. I look at Elijah's eyes and through that I tell him that he will do his therapy.

He sighs and pretend to find where is his cane when he can perfectly see where is it located. "Okay, let's do therapy today Doc."

I was about to smile when I heard James' whining voice. "But baby! You promised me that we will go to the nearest restaurant here. We were supposed to spend time together!" So there is promising a date now does he?

"We'll do it some other time. Let's go Doc."

I help him stand up and sit him on his chair. I was about to wheeled him but I heard another irritating voice coming out from James' mouth. 'Wait I am coming. I want to see his progress. Maybe you are not really doing your job at all and just flirt with my fiancée."

It's my turn to smirk while I look at him "I'm sorry but you can't come with us inside the therapy room. The patient needs to focus on his routine, which you ruined by the way."

I saw how his cheeks and ears turn red because of the embarrassment. He was about to ask for Elijah's help when I hit him with another sentence. "Don't try your luck. When I said no. It's a no. And also, I am not just a nurse, I am a licensed physical therapist. And all of my learnings both theoretical and actual are all applied to my patient. So, if you want him to get back on his feet soon, I suggest not to interrupt the session. You got that?"

I turned around but I left him another blow, "And if I remember it right, you already are an ex-boyfriend."

He just looks at me like he wanted to kill me. But doesn't' say a word and just left the room.

Noah - 1 point

James – 0

"So what are we going to do now, Dr. Noah? Done being jelous? "

I took a deep breath to calm myself first. Time to face this playboy. 

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AN: lame. 😂 I am just so busy with work. But I managed to write during my breaks. Hehe. See you next update.

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