Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 11

Outside Hillside Villa.

An anxious Nicole mustered up her courage and pressed the doorbell.

The face Nina drew is obviously different from the one before. No one’s gonna know.

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The door opened, and the butler, Blake, glanced at her. Realization dawned upon him as he noticed the medical kit in her hand.

“Are you the miracle doctor who’s here to see Kyle?”

“Yes.”

“Please come with me. Mr. Seet’s waiting for you.”

Nicole carefully observed the villa while walking behind Blake. As expected of the Seet family. Every decoration here reflects their power and wealth.

As soon as she reached the living room, Nicole’s chest tightened when she saw Evan’s stand-offish face.

“You’re Dr. Tussaud?” he asked, gazing at her with a pair of hawk eyes.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties and had slightly tanned skin. She was the kind of woman who wouldn’t stand out from the crowd if she were thrown into one.

“Yes,” Nicole answered, gripping her fists as she tried her best to remain calm.

After a pause, Evan responded casually, “You may proceed.”

Seeing that he didn’t recognize her, Nicole breathed a sigh of relief.

“Please come with me, Doctor,” said Blake.

After that, they headed to the bedroom, with Evan following behind.

Kyle’s room was decorated lavishly but also looked fresh and clean. It looks like the Seets are treating him exactly as they should be. Nicole was relieved.

However, her heart ached as she gazed upon an ashen-looking Kyle lying in bed.

“This is Kyle, Dr. Tussaud. Please have a look at him.”

With a nod, Nicole rushed to the bedside, leaned over, and touched Kyle’s forehead.

Kyle opened his eyes and frowned as he saw Nicole.

As the mother and son met, Nicole was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

The agony was indescribable.

“Where does it hurt, Kyle?”

“Who are you?” Kyle stared at her with his big eyes.

All the women who came to the villa would always have their faces caked, but this lady was very different from the rest as she only had light makeup on.

Moreover, she had a faint, reddish mark the size of a fingernail on her left cheek.

The woman didn’t look pretty, but there was something oddly familiar about her.

“I’m a doctor, and I’m here to treat you.”

Her gaze darkened as she gently felt his pulse.

From the boy’s heartbeat, she could deduce that his stomach and lungs were very weak for someone his age.

“Kyle was coughing blood again just a while ago, Dr. Tussaud. What on earth is happening?”

“His body is weak. That was why he coughed up blood earlier. This often has something to do with the digestive and respiratory tracts, and this time, it was his stomach. So he has to be extra meticulous with his diet. I’ll perform acupuncture on him and give him a prescription later. After that, do remember to keep him under vigilant care.”

“Alright.”

Hearing Blake’s reply, Kyle began to act out.

“I don’t want any acupuncture! I don’t need to be treated because I’m perfectly fine! Get her out of here!”

Evan, who had remained silent all this while, finally spoke up. “Behave, Kyle!”

Despite giving the boy an order, there was a trace of pity in his voice.

Nicole glanced at him before walking toward Kyle with a few long and thin silver needles.

Right then, Kyle proceeded to kick up another fuss before she even touched him.

“No! I’m not sick! I don’t want acupuncture!”

“That’s enough, Kyle!”

With Evan’s sudden yelling, the ill child burst into tears. “Mommy! I want my mommy…”

Nicole instantly felt like her heart was squeezed by an invisible hand. It hurt so much that her expression turned awful in a flash.

“Mommy! Mommy! I want Mommy!”

Kyle. My dear Kyle…

At that moment, Nicole could no longer contain herself at the sound of the child’s weeping anymore. With trembling hands, she reached out towards Kyle’s arm.