Chapter 58. Touch your heart and think carefully

Chapter 58: 58. Touch your heart and think carefullyEvander Lancaster was invited to the villa again to administer IV therapy to Titus Zane, and while organizing the medical kit, he couldn’t help but talk teasingly.

"Brother, you truly amazed all of us brothers. In just a few days, you’ve almost cost your woman half her life."

Nathan Moore, Nicholas Croft, Felix Shaw, and Evander Lancaster are sworn brothers. Among the four, Nicholas Croft is the oldest, Nathan Moore is second, and Evander Lancaster is the youngest, hence placed last.

Among them, he is the only one not involved in business, working at his family’s private hospital, and also serves as the private family doctor for his three elder brothers.

"She is not my woman!" Nathan Moore looked at Titus Zane, who was no longer deliriously talking in her sleep on the big bed, his expression icy cold.

Evander Lancaster looked up because of Nathan Moore’s words, "She is not my woman."

"Wow, after all these years, I just found out that our second brother can say one thing and mean another."

Evander Lancaster openly mocked, meeting Nathan Moore’s unemotional gaze with a lifted eyebrow and a wicked smile.

"Not your woman? Not your woman and yet you pin her under you all day, not your woman and yet you let her stay in your home, not your woman and yet you got her pregnant with your seed..."

"Enough!" Evander Lancaster’s continuous retorts finally provoked a change in Nathan Moore’s handsome face, his obsidian eyes filled with an indescribable emotion, as he stopped him with a cold voice.

"I pay you to treat my family, not to listen to your nagging."

"Tsk, tsk, look at that, still not admitting it." Although coldly scolded, Evander Lancaster was not annoyed, instead, his laughter seemed a bit provoking.

He closed the lid of the neatly arranged medical kit and casually reached into the pocket of his trousers to pull out a packet of cigarettes.

"Brother, if my ears aren’t deceiving me, I just heard you mention ’family’," Evander Lancaster deliberately emphasized the word "family", his expression mocking as he looked at Nathan Moore, and then pulled out a cigarette from the pack but before he could bring it to his lips, Nathan Moore stopped him again with a cold voice.

"No smoking!"

"Hmm?" Evander Lancaster raised an eyebrow, "Brother, do you usually not smoke at home?"

"I smoke alone."

Evander Lancaster glanced at the woman sleeping deeply on the big bed, the curve of his lips meaningful.

Putting the cigarette back into the pack, he nodded, "I understand, there’s a patient here, so it’s not suitable to smoke."

He had thought Nathan Moore would deny it, but instead, he coldly admitted.

"Good that you know."

The movement of Evander Lancaster tucking away the cigarettes paused, he was first taken aback, then laughed again.

Removing his white coat and placing it on his wrist, he picked up the medical kit, and said in a tone neither overcast nor sunny.

"Brother, when you have nothing else to do, touch your own heart and think carefully, don’t wait until you lose everything to have regrets."

Watching Evander Lancaster’s departing figure, Nathan Moore’s obsidian eyes slowly narrowed, the sunlight from outside pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows and blurring his vision, making the emotions inside indiscernible.

"Sir, the Ginger Soup for the lady is ready," Aunt Liu said, standing at the door, the tray in her hands bearing a small bowl of Ginger Soup steaming hot.

It was made on Nathan Moore’s instruction, with added brown sugar.

"Put it here," Nathan Moore indicated with his chin, and Aunt Liu, carrying the Ginger Soup, placed it on the cabinet by the bed, then exited the room, closing the door behind her.

Nathan Moore sat on the bedsheet, looking at Titus Zane who lay deeply asleep on the bed, and raised his hand, his large palm resting on her forehead, applying an ice pack and administering fever-reducing medicine. The fever had already subsided, but unconsciously

his hand moved towards the pink scar, gently caressing it, his handsome eyebrows also tightly furrowed.