The Super Doctor Calvin Hudson

Let’s Wait

As the bodyguards received the text message, their once stoic expressions shifted. They exchanged brief glances before stepping aside, their firm stance dissolving instantly. Without a word, they allowed Alana through. Lizzie, standing nearby, noticed the abrupt change and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Her arms were tightly crossed over her chest, a mix of annoyance and worry playing on her features as she watched Alana stride past the guards and straight toward Calvin’s room.

Alana’s initial frustration was palpable, her lips set in a thin line, and her movements brisk as she entered the room. Her earlier confrontation with the bodyguards had clearly irritated her, and she was still fuming from the altercation. But as soon as her eyes fell on Calvin, lying pale and weak on the bed, her entire demeanor shifted.

Her arrogance faltered. The confident air she had carried with her vanished in an instant, replaced by something far more vulnerable. Her breath caught in her throat, and for