Chapter 165

Davis’s POV: Dr. Browne, “…” I, about to step in and mediate, “…” Eleanor, halfway through rolling up her sleeves, “…” With that, Scarlett grabbed Eleanor’s arm and strode straight into the hospital room. Not once did she look back at Dr. Browne. He stood frozen for several seconds before turning to me. “Did you hear what she just said?” I cleared my throat nervously and nodded. “Dr. Browne, Miss Scarlett was only trying to help you.” “Do you think I’ve got dementia? Do you really believe I can’t tell she was indirectly calling me useless?” I was just trying to save you some face, wasn’t I? He flung his hand dismissively and snorted coldly. “No wonder she’s Maxwell’s granddaughter-in-law… just as irritating!” “…” He suddenly seemed to recall some crucial detail. Looking at me, he asked, “I almost forgot… she just said they were once husband and wife. Does that mean they’re divorced?” I nodded. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with gossipy curiosity. “Maxwell doesn’t know?” “No,