bChapter /bb412 /b

    b“/bbNo/bb, /bnothing for me. Shouldn’t you be the one celebrating, Dr. Finch? Come to think of it, I still haven’t bcongratted /bbyou /bon winning over your girl. I hope my blessings aren’t toote,” Jessica said, smiling yfully.

    Wesley blinked,pletely baffled. “What girl?”

    Jessica shot him a look that co

    said, “Don’t even try to hide it from me.”

    “If you don’t want to go public, that’s fine. Just remember to invite me to the wedding. I am sort of your matchmaker, after ball /bshe said.

    Wesley frowned, about to ask more when it suddenly clicked. “You mean me and Sana?”

    “Who else?” she retorted lightly, though her gaze shifted almost imperceptibly. Then, she asked, “Wait… judging bby /byour reactionb, /byou two aren’t official yet?”

    Wesley pressed his lips into a thin line, clearly not wanting to discuss itb, /bbut Jessica had already caught on. Frowning, she

    who’s been taking her out all this time?”

    wondered out loud, “If it’s not you, the

    “Who keeps asking her out?” Wesley demanded. Just thinking about Sana gave him a headachetely, but that didn’t mean bhe /bwas ready to give up.

    “I don’t know. She’s been out at dinner every single night recently. She even told me not to schedule her for overtime because of it,” Jessica said offhandedly, but that made Wesley’s frown deepen.

    Wesley nodded. “I see. Thanks.”

    “No problem,” Jessica said with a slight shake of her head.

    During the subsequent consultations, Wesley couldn’t help but be distracted, his thoughts constantly drifting to Sana. Noticing Wesley was clearly distracted, Jessica soon took her leave.

    After seeing her off, Wesley did something he almost never did–he closed up the clinic early and left.

    He drove aimlessly through the streets, lost in thought, until he suddenly realized he’d ended up outside Sana’s apartmentplex.

    Wesley pulled over by the curb and sighed to himself, ‘Since I’m already here, I might as well wait. Maybe she’lle back soon.‘ Besides, he wanted to ask her directly about all those dinners Jessica had mentioned.

    And as fate would have it, today, Sana had gone on another blind date. Her date waspletely smitten with her, and even after she politely turned him down over dinner, he stubbornly pleaded for another chance and insisted on seeing her home.

    No matter how many times Sana refused, he wouldn’t give up. Not wanting to embarrass the matchmaker, she finally gave in and let him take her home.

    After over half an hour of awkward small talk, they finally arrived at her apartmentplex.

    Sana practically jumped out of the car, eager to get away. But as she looked up, she saw Wesley standing near! grave as he red at her. For a split second, Sana froze in shock, thinking, ‘What’s he doing here?‘

    Just then, her blind date came running after her, still clutching the bouquet. “Sana, you forgot your flowers.b” /b

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    Chapter b412 /b

    bSana /bbnced /bbat /bbthe /broses bshe’d /bbpurposely /babandonedb, /bbthen /bat Wesley, bwhose /bbexpression /bbwas /bturning even more grace by the bsecond/b. bA /bbsudden/bb, /bbridiculous /bfeeling washed over her, making her feel as if she’d been caught cheating

    b“/bbWait/b, what cheating? Wesley and I aren’t even together. Why can’t I go on blind dates? she snapped back inwardly, trygt bconvince /bherself. Thinking this, she slowly calmed herself down.

    Wesley, however, wasn’t asposed. With a grim expression, he stormed over and demanded, “Who the hell is this bguy/bb?/bb” /bSana averted her gaze, unable to meet his eyes, but still retorted defiantly, “He’s my blind date, it’s none of your business With that, she tried to brush past Wesley and walk away, but he grabbed her arm. “You’re going on blind dates?”

    She heard the anger simmering beneath his words, her heart pounding as she struggled to think of a reply. At that exact moment. her unfortunate date stepped in.

    Her blind date said, “Hey, what do you think you’re doing? Let go of Sana right nowi!/i”

    “Get out of here. This doesn’t concern you,” Wesley snapped curtly and grabbed Sana’s arm to pull her away, only to be blocked by her blind date.

    “No way. I can’t just stand by and let you take Sana away like this.”

    Hearing that, Wesley red at him. Seizing the moment while the two were locked in confrontation, Sana yanked her arm free from Wesley’s grip and bolted, not daring to look back.

    “Sana!” Wesley called out.