The Billionaire's Lover

wrinkled, liver-spotted hands that shook with the desperate determination of old age. Her frailty

, smiled softly. "She reminds me of my gr

f time pressing on her, a stark reminder of the inevitability they all faced. But just as q

? » Jay asked, his voice

« Looking for the perfect girlfriend for you, » he said enthu

ack, picked up his ham sandwich, and took a bite, chewing

ntiseptic mixed with the faint aroma of food in the air. The place was full of energy, but it wasn't the kind of setting Jay had imagined when he thou

hospital uniforms a mix of practicality and purpose. The younger ones, who were still medical students, wore semi-formal clothing with stethoscopes hanging aro

I can tell you like the looks of this, » he said, smirking a

er interrupted, guessing what he

out even more among the others. She was tall, with dark brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves,

, » he said, still watching the gro

lue scrubs contrasting sharply with the sterile white surroundings. The nurses moved together in a tight cluster, so

hem. He was beginning to wonder just how much Pet

his head. « Nope,

, then? You said you know her, » he asked, trying to figure

fortlessly toward their table, exuding an aura of elegance a

egs were on full display as she walked with a calm grace. Her medium brown hair flowed down her back, and her full lips were painted with a natural

he was a doctor. A professional, a woman with brains and perhaps a strong background. What about her manners, though? He could imagine her being someone with class, someone who

the criteri

h a knowing grin, clearly enjoying the way Jay was eyeing t

d melodic as she approached them. « I thought you

Soft, sweet, and surprisingly calming. It was the kin

rd Jay. Jay immediately stood up, offering his hand, the standard polite gestu

firm grip. « Hi, » she said with a friendly smi

a doctor-she was a medical student, which meant she was well on her way to

« So how is your holiday going? » she asked, her eyes flicking b

d. « Not for anothe

before her gaze shifted back to Jayden. A playful sparkle

bout Peter, about their mutual friends, or maybe even the holiday Peter had been on.

lied quickly, trying t

» she said, brushing a lock of hair over her shoulder, her finge

but feel the lure of her presence. There was something magnetic about her, s

d the unspoken tension in the air. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms wi

red for the way this conversation was going. She was intelligent, beautiful, a

inning to shift into something much mo