"Yes. It makes me feel like she is intruding on my privacy," Tom said, still frowning. He didn't intend to lie to Leena. He could always be frank with her about his feelings. There was no point in making a secret of what he thought of Patricia.

  "Can't you just try to get along with her? Maybe you'll fall in love with her after you truly get to know her," Leena said as hope shone in her eyes.

  "Leena, you're a married woman. I believe you know what love is. What if I force you to leave Kevin and fall in love with someone else? It won't be right." It was true that Tom felt something different for Patricia now, but he didn't think it was love. It was a kind of sympathy that a doctor had for his patient.

  "I get your point. I'm just finding it hard to accept the possibility that she may never wake up again." What about Patricia's F1 racing? Her championship dreams? How could all of it die because of one single accident?

  "Leena, I know. And I am sorry. I'm doing my best to bring her out of this coma. But I can't be with someone I don't love," Tom said. He didn't love Patricia, and that was that. Certainly, he felt bad about the tragedy that had befallen her and hoped she would wake up soon. But after she did, he would not be forced to get into a relationship with her.

  "Okay, I get it." Leena gnawed on her lower lip and gave up trying to persuade Tom. He had made himself very clear. She had to respect his choice.

  Tom looked at Leena and patted her shoulder. He knew how dejected she must feel right now, but some things couldn't be helped. As Patricia's doctor, he too felt frustrated.

  As Leena stepped

  sister-in-law that she could kill her.

  "Calm down! Watch your language. Your baby is listening, okay?" Leena giggled, amused by Belinda's reaction.

  "It's all your fault!" Belinda hissed, putting the blame on Leena.

  "Why is it my fault?" Leena thought she was innocent. Belinda had a worse temper ever since she got pregnant. Everyone had to play by her rules and please her.

  "Of course it's your fault! You made me angry!" Belinda argued. She knew she was making an issue out of nothing, but couldn't help herself. It was probably her hormones. She was not this rude before she got pregnant.

  "Fine! It's all my fault. By the way, I'm eating the tastiest cake at that shop we went to last time." Leena's words made Belinda even more furious. She couldn't help but curse Leena in her mind. 'She is so awful! I will kill her when I see her. Does she not know what kind of appetite pregnant women have?'

  "Woman, I order you, you must send me a cake over right now!" Belinda demanded in a firm tone. She tried her best to hold back her temper, but failed at the mention of cake.