"We are husband and wife." The implication of his words was to reassure her that there was nothing to worry about.
Tara Summer was once again at a loss for words, she couldn't find any way to refute him.
While she was stunned, Liam Yancey had already carried her out of the sterile room, beyond which lay the laboratory, now filled with people.
This was something Tara had not anticipated, her face instantly turned red, not knowing where to put her hands, she lowered her head out of embarrassment, avoiding the amused and surprised gazes of the people around her.
"Doctor Summer, take care. You've worked hard today." As Liam Yancey held Tara and passed by a group of directors, one of them spoke.
Tara glanced at them, her face blushed even more, she grabbed and squeezed the man's arm forcefully, whispering angrily, "Liam Yancey, put me down now! You've made it impossible for me to show my face at the hospital again!"
