Female Novel
Chapter 1237
Chapter 1237 Rowan Wanted to Fire Her
"He hit me first." Rowan was still angry. He wanted to explain it to her so she wouldn't misunderstand
him.
Claire was upset. "I don't care who started it. It's wrong to fight."
Rowan looked up at her. "I can tell how much he cares about you."
Meanwhile, he also realized Tristan was a powerful rival in love, afraid Tristan would steal Claire away
from him. Rowan felt uneasy in the sense of crisis.
"I only consider him as my friend." Claire lacked words to explain. "I also feel sorry for what has
happened. I didn't do anything."
"I know, Claire," Rowan replied, "You don't need to say sorry. It's not your fault."
However, Claire was still in a bad mood. novelbin
After his wounds were dealt with, Rowan stood up. "Go ahead to use my laptop. I'll go for the ward
round now." He calmly put on his white gown, picked up a notebook, and left the office.
Standing, Claire stared at his receding figure while signing, having no mood to update her novel.
In the corridor, Daphne held the wall with a hand and held her high heels with the other, walking
towards her office with difficulty. She looked miserable and was scared by Tristan. His disdainful and
warning gaze repeatedly appeared in her mind. Daphne decided to avoid him in the future.
While moving forward, Daphne felt a chill somehow. She paused her pace and raised her head, only to
find Tristan gazing at her sternly in front.
Daphne felt suffocated, and her heart skipped a beat. If Tristan hadn't appeared on the scene earlier,
her trick might work as she planned because Rowan was kind-hearted. She felt Tristan was her
nemesis.
"Daphne Wells." Tristan walked towards her and said solemnly in an icy tone, "Listen carefully. If you
dare to play dirty tricks again, I'll make your life hell."
Daphne met his deadly gaze and held her breath. She was utterly frightened by him.
Meanwhile, Claire received Violet's call. "OK. I'll go home now." She left the office and called Rowan. "I
need to go home. Another aunt of mine went to the house."
"OK. Be careful on the way."
"Sure. Later!"
In the corridor, Claire saw Daphne moving while holding the wall. The two women's gazes met in the
mid-air, and they both stopped.
Daphne looked messy while holding her high heels but stared daggers at Claire. Particularly, she was
warned by Tristan again, so her hatred towards Claire increased.
Ignoring her, Claire bypassed her and strode forward.
Daphne didn't look back, her eyes dim. Holding the wall, she felt a sharp pang in her ankle. Whenever
she took a step forward, she would nearly burst into tears. She had never been so tragic before.
Shortly after, Rowan appeared in the corner, heading towards her. He saw Daphne after taking a few
steps, his eyes steely.
Daphne looked at him pitifully.
Rowan stood at his office door. He didn't ask if she was doing OK, although he could see her holding
her high heels while moving barefoot.
"Listen, Daphne. Leave me alone in the future," Rowan said bluntly, "I don't care if you did it
unintentionally or purposely. I hope this won't happen again. Otherwise..." He broke off.
Daphne's heart sank, looking at him in reluctance.
Rowan continued sternly, "Otherwise, I'll fire you from my hospital."
'He wants to fire me?' Daphne couldn't accept it at all, freezing. She watched him enter his office. As a
doctor, he didn't care if she had been injured.
She hadn't made any mistakes at work, but Rowan wanted to fire her.