Chapter 44

Isabelle walked into the hospital with Christian's file in her hand. Mr. Stanton had asked to look at the reports on her patient, Christian. So far, nothing about his oxygen levels, heartbeat, or pressure seemed to have a problem. When she walked into his office, Mr. Stanton was on a call. Isabelle almost shivered from his scrutiny, his burning gaze on her body getting on her wick. With a gesture of his hand, he asked her to sit on the opposite chair from his.

"Isabelle." He saluted, standing up from his spot behind his desk after he ended the phone call.

"Mr. Stanton." She nodded, placing the file on his desk. "Here's every report you asked for." She pushed it towards his side, but the man didn't even spare it a glance; his eyes roamed around Isabelle's glowing face. The man then dropped his eyes on her lips; goddess, he had missed staring at the pink flesh as she spoke. He ventured down; her boobs seemed to be stretching the material of her blouse.

"You are really beautiful." The ma