Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 319 I Have No Feelings for Her!

Amelia lifted her shirt over her head.

Michael was so furious his face turned purple and hurriedly averting his eyes.

"Respect yourself, please!" He shouted.

Amelia pursed her lips, slowly taking her seat, pointing to her chest, "My heart aches, I need you to comfort me.

Aren't you a medical genius? Dabbling in every area of medicine, and excelling at it too! You definitely know a bit about cardiology."

Michael was so angry; he felt his chest tightening.

How could this woman be so thick-skinned?

He was obviously chasing her away, and yet she insisted on staying.

Were the Dawsons all so thick-skinned?

"Miss Dawson, the cardiology I'm referring to usually requires surgery. We will cut open the heart with a surgical knife and then poke around in it until we find the malfunctioning part and remove it.

If it isn’t a clean-cut, blood might just start pouring out, shocking the doctor until his hand slips and the heart falls to the floor, breaking into bloody chunks..."

Michael said, voice violent and murderous.

His hands motioning in the air as if he were telling a horror story, trying his best to create a bone- chilling atmosphere.

"Ah... Michael, stop it!"

Amelia’s face was pale as if she was going to get sick a t any moment. She pressed a hand against her mouth and glared at him.

"Hmph, I never knew your medical skills were so lacking, you can't even hold onto a heart! I'll go home and get my beauty sleep, you... you're disgusting!”

Amelia was looking for a method to save her pride. Of course, she knew Michael was indirectly rejecting her.

She dry-heaved once more, glared at him furiously, and left.

Amelia noticed the nurse standing at the door, looking lost, and howled, "Get lost, you’re in my way!"

The nurse glared at her, and walked towards Dr. Hart, complaining to him, "I think there's something wrong with Ms. Dawson, mentally. The psychiatric ward is right next door, maybe she went to the wrong doctor."

Amelia heard the nurse badmouthing her, and stomped her foot in anger.

Then she was reminded of the disgusting scene that Michael described, and her complexion turned green.

She refused to believe she couldn't get her hands on him!

There was no fortress that she, Amelia Dawson couldn’t take over!

Seeing Amelia’s angered expression, the nurse laughed gleefully.

"She has been coming over to disturb you almost every day, faking illness all over her body."

"But she registers herself as a patient every time, so you can't chase her away if you want to."

"We have no choice but to arrange for examinations despite her being as healthy as a horse!"

"You're already swamped with work, you don’t have time to waste on a spoiled little girl like her.”

The nurse seemed to dislike Amelia a lot, complaining about her under her breath to the other nurses.

"Dr. Hart has told her time and time again, directly and indirectly, not to interrupt him while he's working. His office hours are for patients who require treatment. But his words seem to fall on deaf ears!

Being polite to her is useless. Now, she's changed her strategy! She doesn't register as a patient, instead, she comes and causes a scene early in the morning when he's on duty!" 1

Her words made Nina uncomfortable.

She had heard of Amelia Dawson.

The only Dawson daughter.

Bryan Dawson's elder sister. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Such an outstanding man like Michael, of course, he would have suitors.

Michael walked out and saw Nina standing in the distance, her face pale.

Nina pretended like she didn't see him, and was preparing to return to her mother’s ward when she heard the nurse say, "Dr. Hart, I think Miss Scott wants to see you, I saw her outside your office just now."

The air was awkward.

Michael froze for a few seconds, he hurriedly explained himself, worried that Nina saw them together and would misunderstand.

"Uhm... don’t misunderstand, it's not what you think."

Nina looked at him, he was always calm and gentle. Now he looked anxious and uneasy, and her racing heart slowed down to its usual rhythm.

Suddenly, she thought he seemed cute.

"Then what is it?" She asked him with a laugh.

Michael rarely blushed, but now his face was red as a n apple, "She thinks I rejected her, and hurt her pride, s o she came here to make herself feel better."

"She looks rich, and she's pretty too. She must come from a rich family, and you don’t have any feelings for her?" Nina asked him cheekily.

Amelia and herself were two completely different types of women, their status and background as different as night and day.

Amelia had everything, whilst she had nothing.

Even though Michael didn’t like her, he didn't express his displeasure on his face, showcasing the air and demeanor of a well-educated man.

"I don't have any feelings for her! To be honest, she irritates me. She's not my type, of course, I wouldn't like her."

Then he continued jokingly, "I treat so many patients every day, if I have another princess like her at home, I'll die."

"Every woman wants her boyfriend to love and spoil her like a princess, it’s normal." She continued smilingly.

"Loving her like a princess is normal, even the occasional temper is fine, but being demanding and unreasonable is unacceptable." He looked at Nina, eyes filled with a soft, gentle glow.

Nina continued smiling sweetly, her eyes glowed like the morning sun.

"What do you think isn't considered demanding and unreasonable?"

Michael pondered her question for a while, "She can b e softer and gentler, kind and understanding, good at caring for other people, with a sweet smile, bright and positive. Someone who’ll never feel pressured or

depressed."

Michael started listing all the qualities of his dream woman.

Nina laughed, "But still, I feel sorry for you for rejecting such a rich beauty."

"She sacrificed her beauty sleep to visit you, you were too cruel."

The worse she felt, the brighter she smiled.

"Besides, Dr. Hart, I didn’t expect you to be so good at telling horror stories, I have a name for that story, The Bloody Heart, ha-ha-ha...”

Dr. Hart blushed and said with a laugh, "I just wanted t o scare her away, so she wouldn't disturb me anymore! She’s busy, and I'm busy too. Why waste each other’s time?"

"I never expected you would overhear our argument. M y image is ruined."

Every time he saw her big, bright smile, he felt she was beautiful, warm, and bright like the first rays of sunshine early in the morning.

He smiled and stood in front of her, staring solemnly into her upturned eyes.

"Nina, are you free tonight? I would like to buy you dinner."

The smile on her face froze, her heart raced in her chest.

Was he...

Asking her out?

Why now?

Right when she was ordered to keep her distance from him. His words only hurt her more.

Michael looked at her sincerely, eyes soft and gentle, dark-brown eyes filled with nothing but her petite figure.

"Nina?"

"No!” Nina howled in panic, "I'm busy!" With that, she turned and ran away.