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Right Person, Wrong Time

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Chapter 1440 An Uncomfortable Exchange

"Have you had your meal yet?"

Eager to dispel the uncomfortable silence between them, Isaac found himself resorting to such a mundane

question.

As soon as the words slipped from his lips, he wished he could retract them. How could he resort to such a trivial

inquiry?

Fighting back her tears, Roxanna responded in a hushed tone, "Yes, I have."

She prayed he wouldn't detect the sorrow in her voice. She didn't want him to witness her in such a vulnerable

state.

"Did anything unusual occur at the medical base that prompted your hasty departure today?"

Isaac, seemingly oblivious to Roxanna's discomfort, inquired softly.

Noting that he refrained from further questioning, Roxanna surmised he hadn't detected her emotional turmoil, and

she let out a sigh of relief.

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"Nothing of significance. Just focus on your own wellbeing and avoid fainting again."

Roxanna's words, delivered with an air of detachment, left Isaac feeling slightly unsettled, even though there was

no fault in her statement.

"I appreciate your help these past few days," he responded quietly, having nothing more to add. He had called to

check on her wellbeing, and he was relieved to know she was fine.

However, he had inadvertently stumbled upon something he wished he hadn't.

Roxanna hesitated, her eyes gradually dimming.

"Um…"

She was on the verge of breaking down at that point. She yearned to plead with Isaac to cease the conversation

and disconnect the call.

"Is there something you're not telling me? If there's a problem, we can tackle it together."

Isaac's brows furrowed. Have I misheard? Her voice sounds like she is choking back tears. Is she concealing

something from me, something that she is struggling to cope with?

Upon hearing his words, Roxanna instinctively distanced her phone. She composed herself before bringing it back

to her ear.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it. It's getting late, so you should rest. I'm hanging up now."

She quickly ended the conversation and disconnected the call. The moment the line went dead, she succumbed to

her emotions and began to weep.

Isaac's concern for her was purely platonic, devoid of any ulterior motives.

His concern stemmed from her care for him. He simply wished to reciprocate her kindness. She shouldn't have

been so naive.

She couldn't afford to wallow in her emotions; there were still many tasks awaiting her.

Despite her attempts to console herself, Roxanna couldn't suppress her tears. She allowed herself one night to

grieve.

Meanwhile, Isaac stared at his disconnected phone, deep in thought.

Roxanna was clearly dealing with something, but she seemed reluctant to confide in him. Should I reach out to

Chloe?

He recalled Chloe had shared her contact details with him previously.

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After a moment's contemplation, Isaac managed to locate Chloe's contact. They had exchanged pleasantries once

but hadn't communicated since.

'Hello, are you available? I have a few queries. If it's convenient, could you respond?'

Satisfied with his message, Isaac sent it off.

On the other hand, Chloe and Nicole had just finished their pizza. They were about to clean up when Isaac's

message popped up.

Upon seeing the message, Chloe froze, her finger hovering over the screen.

How should I respond? Is it about Roxanna? Perfect!

Chloe had been meaning to contact him but lacked a valid reason. Now, she had one.

'Hi, Isaac. What can I do for you?'

'May I ask if anything unusual has happened to Miss Miller recently? She seemed a bit off today.'

'What?'

Seeing Chloe's apparent ignorance, Isaac sighed. It appeared Roxanna hadn't confided in her closest friend.

He was about to put his phone away when Chloe sent another message.