Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 90: Chapter 90

Several junior nurses bustled about their duties, still managing to nod respectfully at Samuel. They were terrified of offending the hospital bigwig.
From the moment Samuel approached the clinic desk, Georgia acted as if she hadn't even seen him, calmly going about her medical duties.
Samuel was left hanging there, and the realization instantly rankled him.
He figured Georgia was just playing hard to get. Women always had their little moods, and Gemma was exactly like that
These harmless little tiffs were nothing more than a bit of playful tension between a man and a woman.
But after a long while, Georgia still showed no intention of acknowledging him. Only then did Samuel realize she was not playing hard to get. She genuinely wanted nothing to do with him.
A wave of awkwardness instantly washed over Samuel.
Absentmindedly, Samuel reached out to fiddle with the medical instruments on the desk, only to accidentally knock over a bottle of saline solution.
The bottle crashed to the floor with a loud bang.
The resounding crash drew all eyes, compounding Samuel's embarrassment.
Yet, Georgia's gaze still refused to land on him.
"Samuel, if you've got nothing better to do, go wait in the lounge. Stop getting in everyone's way!" Georgia snapped at him, clearly annoyed as she watched a busy young nurse still having to take time to clean up shattered glass.
For some reason, the more Georgia ignored him, the more stubbornly Samuel lingered there, refusing to leave.
'Could it be that he liked being treated this way?' Georgia wondered.
"I heard the police took you in yesterday. Everything alright?" Samuel asked, making small talk, just so he wouldn't have to leave.
He was grasping for something to say, not wanting to go.
Hearing this, Georgia finally met Samuel's gaze. As he looked into her striking eyes, Samuel's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
For some reason, Samuel couldn't shake the feeling that Georgia's eyes looked strangely familiar.
'Do all beautiful women in the world look the same or what?' Samuel mused silently to himself.
Little did he know, his casual question drew a scathing retort from Georgia.
"If you hadn't gone back on your word and taken away the position that was rightfully ours, would I have had to go to Caroline's sham of an auction? If I hadn't gone to that ridiculous event, I wouldn't have been wrongly accused and hauled off to the police station!"
Hearing Georgia's words, Samuel recalled how he had put her in such a difficult situation for Gemma's sake. A fresh wave of shame washed over him.
Samuel hesitated, "I..."
Suddenly, a kindly voice suddenly interrupted Samuel's stammering. "Oh, there you are, my dear Georgia! I was looking for you in your office but couldn't find you."
Just then, the graceful and dignified Rose Crawford approached, carrying a thermal lunch box with a warm smile.
Georgia quickly rose to greet her.
"Mrs. Crawford! You're here!"
"I came here just to see you, Georgia."
Rose, her face still beaming, followed Georgia to the clinic desk. She set the thermal lunch box onto the counter, and as she opened it, she chuckled.
"You youngsters these days, always so busy that you end up skipping meals. That won't do! You'll ruin your stomach in the long run. I made this herbal porridge at home, and I brought some extra just for you, Georgia. Come on, try it now!"
Rose Crawford, beaming with pride, lovingly ladled out a bowl of herbal porridge and presented it to Georgia as if it were her most prized creation.
Just then, Samuel, sitting nearby, suddenly went pale, instinctively clutching his stomach.
Rose's smile widened as she looked at Samuel standing beside Georgia.
She looked at him warmly and said, "Child, I can tell at a glance you've got stomach trouble. I made plenty today. Here, let me serve you a bowl too."
"This is the Crawford family's secret recipe. You're in luck today, young man!"