Although Isabella started complaining again, at least she wasn't crying anymore, which was a relief.
"Let's eat. You've cried for so long, expending so much energy. You need to replenish some calories," Emanuele suggested, and then signaled the waiter to start serving.
As Isabella observed the various dishes, including her favorite pasta, being brought to the table, she had no desire to eat. Emotions truly could affect one's appetite. Despite this, for the sake of her health, Isabella made an effort to consume a bit of food.
Watching Isabella pick at her food, Emanuele shook his head. He cut a piece of steak and placed it on Isabella's plate. "Eat, have a bit more."
"I can't eat anymore," Isabella furrowed her brow. At this moment, eating this piece of meat seemed a bit challenging for her.
"Isabella, finish this, and then we can discuss you returning to being a doctor."
At Emanuele's words, Isabella's eyes instantly brightened. She seemed somewhat incredulous, staring at Emanuele.
"Really?"
Emanuele nodded. "When have I ever lied to you?"
He had always known that Isabella's dream was to become a doctor. Even though she had to give it up for safety reasons, during her time in the apartment, she continuously took online courses and bought medical books to study.
Emanuele knew she genuinely wanted to be a doctor. Unfortunately, because he had bound her to him, he disrupted her dreams.
With Frederick now gone, the biggest threat eliminated, Emanuele thought he might be able to help Isabella fulfill her dream.
Isabella's previous sorrowful emotions vanished. She eagerly swallowed the steak in front of her, looking anxious.
Seeing Isabella quickly finish her meal, Emanuele helplessly smiled. He reached for a napkin and handed it to Isabella, asking her to wipe her mouth.
"All right, does that mean you can help me go back to work at the hospital?"
After leaving the hospital, her colleagues occasionally sent her messages, expressing how much they missed her. The doctors who had mentored her were also concerned about her.
Isabella knew, with her capabilities, returning to work wouldn't be a problem.
The surprise in Isabella's eyes was evident. She initially thought Emanuele would allow her to return to her former hospital. But now, he was suggesting she work at a hospital under his name?
He had a hospital? Isabella hadn't heard of this before. When they sought medical attention, Emanuele never mentioned going to that hospital.
"You had a hospital before? Then, when you were injured, why didn't you go to that hospital?"
Emanuele evaded Isabella's intense gaze, seeming somewhat uneasy.
So, was this truly an accident? Based on his years of experience, when they orchestrated an assassination, they often disguised it as an accident. It depended on whether the driver had received payment and what their past background was like.
However, the driver seemed to have no issues. Emanuele sighed in relief and shared the investigation results with Isabella.
Learning that Evelyn's incident was indeed an accident, Isabella sighed. She believed in Emanuele's investigation, but it was still difficult for her to accept. An accident had left Evelyn lying in a hospital bed, almost lifeless.
She was the liveliest girl, so kind, warm, and generous. It was with her companionship that Isabella could control her claustrophobia.
Seeing Isabella's saddened expression, Emanuele couldn't help but hold her hand and said, "Isabella, don't be sad. Everything will pass. Our doctors have examined Evelyn's body, and they will perform a second surgery. I believe Evelyn will wake up soon."
Isabella nodded. She heard that when Evelyn fell, she didn't land on the back of her head, which was fortunate in the midst of misfortune. However, she was worried about Evelyn's spine; there was likely to be an issue.
Pippo, on the other hand, Isabella had seen him at the hospital several times. Pippo and Evelyn had only been dating for a few months, and Isabella didn't know how well he treated Evelyn. However, since Evelyn liked Pippo a lot, now, seeing Pippo in distress, Isabella sighed and comforted him, "Evelyn will surely wake up soon, Pippo. Don't worry."
"I believe that too. God will bless her."
"Oh, by the way, Isabella, do you have time for dinner tonight? Can I have dinner with you?" Pippo suddenly suggested.
Isabella looked at Pippo, slightly taken aback.
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