HIS CLUMSY NURSE

Book 45

ANNA'S POV

Each day feels a little better. Today, the pain in my legs was lighter.
My maid brought me juice, then sat gently on the floor, massaging my legs like she always does.

"Miss," she said, "I heard R.D Group is looking for a new investor. A young man — about your fiancé's age."

I smiled. She loved keeping me updated, but she always forgets — I'm at the apex of this group. I already knew.

"Yes, Liam. I wish them luck," I replied.

"I heard he's handsome," she added.

"He is," I said with a soft laugh. "But my man is finer."

She blushed. "Do you know him, my lady?"

"Yes, but we're not friends."

She paused for a moment, then looked up with gentle eyes. "You must miss Sir Ryan."

I smiled sadly. "I do. Every day."

"Then why don't you visit him? He's a doctor. Staying there is just like staying here," she said.
I chuckled. She was so smart.
A surprise visit... imagine the look on Ryan's face.

I smiled wider and gently caressed her cheek. She giggled.

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CLARA'S POV

Sir Ryan and I left early the next morning to meet with an investor. His father sent him, which already darkened his mood. Anything related to his dad always did.

I hoped he could close the deal — maybe it would lift his spirits.

We arrived at a luxurious five-star restaurant. I carried the files — three of them — and we settled into our seats. The place was stunning. Waiters moved like royalty, dressed like they belonged in palaces.

Sir Ryan handed me the menu. I grinned.

"Should I—?" I whispered.

He nodded.

I excitedly flipped through the pages. Everything was so expensive! Still, I examined each dish like I belonged here.

"Ma'am, are you ready to order?" the waiter asked.

"Huh?" I looked up, startled.

"Let her," Ryan said flatly.

"Sorry, sir," the waiter replied and stepped back.

I smiled again, this time bashfully, I finally found something I really wanted — pasta.

I raised my hand and placed the order. Soon, it arrived, and I whispered, "Thank you for the food," with a bright smile. It was delicious.

Ryan was quiet, distracted, fiddling with his phone. His mood hadn't improved.

"I'm not there yet," he muttered during a call. Then, without a word, he wiped a bit of sauce from my nose.

I looked away shyly and took another bite.

"Maybe in ten minutes," he said, ending the call and cleaning his hands.

I continued eating, happy with every bite. After I finished, I sipped my juice slowly, enjoying the moment.

less than five minutes later, he walked in — the guy from the club. The one who'd looked at me. He was even more handsome up close, flanked by a few guards.

He looked surprised — to see both me and Ryan.

"Ryan, how long has it been?" he said, grinning.

"Just as you remember, Liam," Ryan replied, shaking his hand before they hugged.

I bowed slightly. Liam sat down.

"R.D. said they'd send an agent. I didn't expect it to be you," Liam said.

"I'm in Africa. Makes it easier," Ryan replied. "Besides, my dad loves to stress me."

"Tell me about it," Liam chuckled.

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RYAN'S POV

I gestured to Clara for the files. She didn't move. Still sipping juice, fingers sticky. Lost in her own innocent world.

Liam smirked. I hated how amused he looked.

I leaned closer and touched her arm gently.

"Huh?" she said, louder than necessary.

"Give him the files," I gestured.

"Oh! Sorry, sir!" she said, bowing as she handed them over with both hands.

I watched Liam brush his fingers against hers. My fist clenched.

She went back to her drink,  She wiped her hands on her gown, and I passed her a paper towel. She bowed, then wiped her hand.

I turned back to Liam. His eyes were locked on her. He wasn't just looking. He was measuring.

Her neck. Her lips. Her collarbone. Her hair. He was undressing her with his gaze.

Why did I bring her here? I forgot Liam's reputation as a womanizer.

"Switzerland," he said, flipping through the file.

"This triples your returns and makes you a permanent shareholder in AGHC," I explained.

He nodded. "Sounds interesting. I'll invest... but she has to bring the files to me and leave with them. A fair deal."

"What?" I snapped.

"No offers. I don't care about these things — I have money," he said, dropping the file.

I leaned in and whispered to Clara, covering her drink. "Wait in the car."

She nodded and quickly grabbed her drink, rushing out.

Liam's eyes followed her ass all the way. Of course.

"What do you want from her, Liam? She's just a kid," I said tightly.

"What do I want from her?" He smirked. "Nothing.

"You really think I don't see what you're doing?" I asked.

He laughed. "She's hot. What else would I want?" Just the pleasure of her company. That's all" he said

"  "She's not on the menu."" I said.

"Relax, Ryan," he laughed. "I thought you had a fiancée?"

"I do. Clara is my nurse. And I'm responsible for her."

"You shouldn't be.  You shouldn't be. You're not her father.," he said, sipping his wine.

"What—?"

" You didn't even tell her my offer, Ryan. I'm Liam King. I don't chase. They come to me. She'd feel lucky." He said

I grabbed the files and walked out before I did something I'd regret.

Clara was already in the car. I climbed in and drove off without a word.

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