Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383 Am I Handsome
Atra Blanc’s heart instantly leapt to her throat!
Oh my god!
What on earth is he up to?!
Does he want to scare her to death?!!!
Atra hesitated whether to step forward and stop him. She was really afraid of Clyde Summers saying something reckless in front of the dean.
But in the next moment, she saw Clyde Summers shaking hands warmly with the dean.
The two talked and laughed, as if they were good friends.
Atra was shocked and widened her eyes.
Dr. Frank Griffiths’ eyes were even wider than hers! His face turned from a slightly annoyed red to an embarrassed blue, and then to a nervous and fearful white.
He mumbled something under his breath, seemingly a curse, then turned around, got on his bicycle, and hurriedly left.
The dean and Clyde Summers chatted as they walked out. When they passed Atra, the dean paused slightly and smiled kindly: “Don’t work too hard usually; young people should relax when it’s time to relax. Balancing work and rest can lead to higher work efficiency.”
Atra was completely dumbfounded, nodding dazedly in agreement, then watching the dean leave.
She had worked at the hospital for nearly a year, and it was the first time she had a one-on-one conversation with the dean. Usually, the most she did was listen to his speeches during hospital meetings with other nurses.
After the dean had walked away, Clyde Summers waved a hand in front of Atra’s eyes: “What are you still looking at? He’s already gone, stop daydreaming.”
Atra snapped back and looked at him in disbelief: “How do you know the dean of our hospital?”
Clyde Summers shrugged nonchalantly, “I don’t know him.”
“Don’t know him?!” Atra’s eyes widened even more, “Then why did you shake hands, greet, talk, and laugh with each other…”
“I just walked up to him and said it’s been a while, that I was fortunate to meet him once at the mayor’s daughter’s wedding reception, and asked if he remembered me. Then your dean said he remembered, that he thought I was young and promising, and was quite impressed by me.”
Atra: “…”
With her straightforward and simple mind, it’s really hard to understand such behavior from Clyde Summers.
“You, you doing this… isn’t it deceiving him?” she said, conflicted.
Clyde Summers chuckled, a devilish glint in his eyes, “Well, you better keep this secret well. If people find out your dean was fooled, it doesn’t bother me as the trickster, but your dean might have it rough, making him seem really brainless and lose face.”
Atra silently pursed her lips.
She really didn’t dare to say anything…
“Come on, I’ll take you for a drive.” Clyde Summers led Atra outside.
Atra shook her head: “I need to go home, or my family will worry if I’m late.”
“With those short legs of yours, it’d take at least half an hour to walk home. I can get you there in fifteen minutes tops if we go for a drive.”
Clyde Summers half-coaxed, half-pulled Atra out the hospital gates to where a small car was parked—a red Xiali, considered the most fashionable car at the time.
Clyde Summers opened the car door for Atra to get in.
Atra stood still, surprised and asked: “Where did you get the car?”
In a time when owning even a bicycle was considered a luxury, a car was simply unimaginable for ordinary people!
Clyde Summers said: “Borrowed.”
“Is your outfit also borrowed?” Atra asked.
Clyde Summers was about to answer but changed his mind at the last moment.
He chuckled teasingly at Atra: “Do I look handsome dressed like this?”
Atra was momentarily dazed, and her gaze unconsciously shifted away. She looked down and replied: “I guess…it’s alright.”
… Although, she actually thought it a bit flashy, but since he looked good, anything looked good on him.
“What do you mean ‘alright’? You can only say handsome, or not handsome.” Clyde Summers corrected her.
Atra pouted slightly and humored him: “Handsome.”
Clyde Summers, elated by the compliment, said: “I’ll be handsome for you every day from now on!”
Atra: “…”
She was speechless for a moment, but couldn’t help quietly muttering: “Vain.”
Yet, she felt an unexpected hint of joy inside.