A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 445 He Was Wrong

Vincent took a great effort to look for Leila, but in vain.

Sitting in the car, he was regretful with a frown, thinking that it was because he hurt her feeling that she left him.

It was not until he got the phone call from Mike that he realized he made a huge mistake. "Mr. White, Hello, I have sorted it out about the whereabouts of Meredith these days. She has dated several boyfriends including an architect, a doctor and a photographer, and she is very close to them! I wonder if you want to know more about it."

"Is there a doctor?" Vincent was stunned and asked anxiously, "Who is it? The doctor?"

"Harvey Baker, a doctor from the First Hospital! Well, this is Meredith's private life. As long as she is not photographed by reporters, it's not our position to intervene too much!"

"Harvey Baker?" Vincent wrote down the name. "I know! Thank you, Mike. I'll keep my word. Keep an eye on her!"

Vincent went straight to the hospital to find the chemist in the laboratory as soon as he hung up the phone.

Harvey Baker was written on his badge.

At the sight of Vincent, he was stunned and said, "Mr. White? Why are you here?"

Catching a glance at him, Vincent said in a cold voice, "Are you Dr. Baker?"

The doctor was slightly stunned, trying to pretend to be calm. "Yes, Mr. White!" he answered.

"Doctor, about my last examination report, I want to know if there was a mistake?" Vincent asked, looking at him coldly with a sneer.

The doctor was shocked by Vincent, who was filled with coldness. His face was as cold and solemn as marbles, and his black eyes were sparkled with anger.

He felt his back numb as Vincent was not someone who he could afford to offend. Fortunately, he made the preparation in advance. "Well! OK, Mr. White. I'll show you right away!" he said.

The doctor entered Vincent's name on the computer, found the inspection report, printed a copy, and then handed it over.

Vincent glanced over it and he was dumbfounded when he saw that the report was different from the last one. Seeing that his name was on it, he said coldly, word by word, fixing his cold eyes on the doctor, "Is this report different from the last one?"

"Really?" The doctor pretended to be confused. "What was it like last time? Mr. White."

"I was about to ask you!" Vincent said coldly and his eyes was devoid of any warmth, making the doctor feel that he was surrounded by ice and snow in summer.

"Mr. White, this one is as the same as the last report. Have you brought it?" The doctor asked nervously.

"It seems that Dr. Baker doesn't want this job. Are you going to keep acting?" Vincent sneered. His fierce look made him shudder. His cold eyes nailed him like a poisonous needle, making him unable to move. "No, Mr. White. Did I make mistakes in my work? I misunderstood you?"

"What a misunderstanding." Vincent gave a cold smile. "It seems that Dr. Baker is challenging me. Good, very good!"

Hearing his words, the doctor shivered all over, "Mr. White, how dare I challenge you?"

With a sneer, Vincent took out the last report and threw it to him.

The doctor took a look. "Ah... I made a mistake. I was really wrong. Mr. White, I'm really sorry. It was due to my failure to do the work. Please forgive me!"

"What a mistake. Are you trying to shirk responsibility by saying that?"

"No! No. It's my fault. I did not mean to!" The doctor explained.

"Well, in that case, let's talk to the president about it!"

"No! No! Mr. White, it's really my fault in work. Please don't be angry. I was wrong. I was careless. I made a mistake in the laboratory report and gave you the report of the examination you did in our hospital many years ago. It's my fault!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Vincent looked at him coldly. It was hard to imagine that he was in such an attitude doing his job. But when he looked at the report, his eyes were cold. He took out the phone and dialed the number, "President James, I'm Vincent. Please come to the laboratory!" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Sweat was beginning to break out on the doctor's forehead as soon as he heard that.

Taking a meaningful look at the doctor, Vincent sat on the sofa and said, "Since you don't want to see the president, I'll have to bother him to see you! Hey, you want to join us? Come here, I just want to consul you on something!" Vincent said to another chemist inside.

The man was stunned and came out.

"Take a look at the test reports. What do they say?" He said to him as he passed them to the chemist.

The chemist took a look at Harvey Baker, and then looked at the test reports. After comparing the two reports, he said to Vincent, "Sir, from the results on the reports, your semen quality has improved a lot, and you have healthy sperm. Although it can't be regarded as normal, it's really a miracle based on the previous report!"

Stunned, Vincent was so nervous that his heart seemed to raise to his throat, and he asked in disbelief, "Does it mean I can have children?"

"Well, it depends. After all, it hasn't returned to the normal level, but it's not something we can decide. There are people who have succeeded in having a baby with the same semen quality as yours, but the chances are slim!"

"Damn it." The surprise on Vincent's face was replaced by disappointment.

He wronged Leila. He really did. His face froze as he clenched his fist tightly. With gloomy eyes, Vincent looked Harvey Baker, who was shivering all over in fear.

He reached out, grabbed his collar and punched him in the face. "Harvey Baker, you bastard!"

"Ah..."

"Mr. White?" President Lawrence, who had just entered the door, was also startled. "What are you doing?"

Looking back at President Lawrence, Vincent took the reports directly, and said to him, "President Lawrence, I'm sorry, I suspect there's something wrong with Dr. Baker's professional ethics. I'll send the evidence within three days. I'll sue him so that he can't get along in the industry from now on!"

Vincent looked coldly at the doctor again, and people around him were overwhelmed by his coldness. Harvey Baker, Meredith! How dare you!

Everyone was shocked by Vincent's gloomy anger, and the atmosphere in the laboratory froze.

"Mr. White, I'm sorry. I made a mistake at work. Please forgive me." With a plop, Harvey Baker knelt down and kowtowed to Vincent desperately. Glancing at them haughtily, Vincent walked towards the door.

He was wrong. He was wrong! With a thump on his chest and his eyes widened, he suddenly felt his hands and feet cold.

Sitting in the car, he lit a cigarette and realized that he was wrong. It was he who pushed her away from his side and deeply hurt her.

Why? Vincent stroked the sore temple, his Adam's apple rolling. On his tense face, his eyes were closed, he took a drag on his cigarette, and exhaled the smoke, reflecting a beautiful face in pain.

He tried his best to suppress the pain, but he found it was impossible for him to do so no matter how hard he tried as the pain had seemed to permeate into the blood and bone. His face grew darker, and he frowned in pain.

There was no single news about Leila from the people he sent to look for her. The calmness on his face faded and was replaced by paleness.

"Leila, where are you? You're so disappointed with me, aren't you?" he said to himself.

The deep and cruel blow made him feel that his heart had seemed to be plucked out at that moment, but he could not vent the intense pain. How could he believe that he... He blamed her for betraying him?

She kept denying, and even Arthur believed in her. What about him? He hurt the woman he loved most! He was not as good as an outsider.

The more he thought about it, the paler his face was. His face was bulging with blue tendons and his throat was rattling. He looked up at the sky in pain. The pain from the depth of his chest were tearing him apart silently. He didn't love her enough.

How could he doubt her loyalty?

Why was he such a jerk?

He gave a miserable smile with an empty heart. There was despair in his bloodshot eyes. "Leila, where are you?" he murmured.

In the City R.

Without refusing Arthur, Leila went with him to his grandaunt's house. Miss Spencer was over sixty years old and very kind, living in a bungalow alone. There were many flowers in the courtyard, with trees and flowers. When she entered the courtyard, she felt calm a lot.

Miss Spencer was very enthusiastic. After receiving the phone call from Arthur, she immediately cleaned up the room for Leila.

"Thank you, Miss Spencer." Leila said, looking at the room that had just been tidied up. With a desk, a wardrobe, a new quilt on the bed, it was not luxurious, but warm. The orchid pattern wallpaper was peaceful and elegant.

Miss Spencer went to get something to eat, leaving only Arthur and Leila in the room. Taking a deep breath, Leila felt a very light aroma lingering around the tip of her nose. As it smelled very good, Leila unconsciously inhaled and wanted to smell more, but suddenly it faded down. It was unknown where the fragrance came from.

They were quite embarrassed with each other because what Arthur said to Leila.

Leila tried to ease the atmosphere, but in vain. "Arthur, thank you," she said.

Arthur was stunned. Seeing her like this, he knew it clearly and said with a smile, "Never mind. I hope I'm still your good friend! It doesn't change because of anything or any reason. Leila nodded. "I also hope we are good friends for life!" she said.

"Good friend!" Arthur said with a smile.

But Leila was also very sad that she still could hear the sadness in his tone.☐☐☐☐☐☐

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