Female Novel
Chapter 1299 This Night
Chapter 1299 This Night
The smile on her face gradually faded, and her expression turned a bit solemn. Claire could feel his
exhaustion; he must have been really tired today. His fatigue made her feel heartache, and she loved
him even more, this angel who saved humanity. Her love for him was filled with admiration and
adoration.
Yet, as his girlfriend, she really cared about what had happened last night. Her anger came from
jealousy. To truly let go of these matters might take some time... After all, she was a perfectionist,
stubborn and serious about love. However, she would try her best to adjust and not affect his mood or
work. After all, she had fallen in love with a doctor. Some things were her responsibility to bear.
Under the night sky, Rowan drove home. After explaining everything to Claire, the weight in his heart
was lifted. But today had been exhausting, and as he sat in the driver's seat gripping the steering
wheel, an unprecedented wave of fatigue enveloped him. Work had not gone smoothly, and there were
always unexpected situations. After each surgery, he had to come up with a follow-up treatment plannovelbin
and hold different meetings for different patients. The hospital was just getting started, and many
patients came to see him specifically. So even though there were other doctors in the hospital, Rowan
was always busy.
As they were about to reach home, he felt his head grow heavy, and the streetlights in front of him
began to blur. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Rowan furrowed his brows and steadied himself. The
car quickly entered the yard, and he pressed the brakes. With his head bowed and his grip on the
steering wheel, his breathing suddenly became restricted. It took him a while to recover.
When Rowan opened his eyes again, his vision returned to normal. He got out of the car, went into the
house, and headed straight to the bedroom, collapsing into bed exhausted. Today had been so tiring...
His body felt completely drained.
On the same night, Claire sat on the bedroom sofa with a headband, a facial mask, and her laptop. She
was writing a novel, her fingers constantly tapping the keyboard. Her focus wasn't great, but it was
better than during the day. She wrote about a topic related to trust in her novel and expressed her own
views, hoping to resonate with her readers.
Under the night sky of Arkpool City, the lights were dazzling, and the whole city was bustling. Daphne
stood by the window of the house Rowan had rented for her, holding a wine glass. She looked at the
myriad lights and couldn't help but take out her phone. The news had cooled down by evening, and it
had already been taken off the trending topics on Twitter. However, she had saved a few photos on her
phone. Sipping her red wine, she flipped through the photos, gradually accepting the fact that she had
been fired.
Daphne thought Claire must be feeling bad too, right? After all, they had just gotten together, and their
relationship was still unstable when this happened. Writers were emotionally sensitive, always striving
for perfection. With a slight smile, she drained her wine glass, and her heart felt more at ease. If she
couldn't have it, neither could Claire.
Tristan was also having a sleepless night. He hadn't worked overtime and had returned home early. He
read for a while to calm his emotions. After dinner, he took a bath and now stood on the balcony in his
bathrobe, admiring the moon alone. He was worried about Claire's current state. However, even now,
after checking her Instagram hundreds of times, he hadn't seen her post any updates. Because of his
concern, his grip on the railing tightened involuntarily. Tristan took a deep breath; tonight's wind could
ripple the river and scatter the flowers, but it could not blow away the sorrow in his heart.
If he could, he wished to stand in front of her and give her the purest hug.