Lauren giggled and said, "Dr. Lloyd, you silly man, you can't even figure out something as obvious as a girl's feelings. I'm not explaining it to you—see you at the medical center later."

With that, she hung up.

Andrew thought for a moment. Why was Francesca upset? Could it have something to do with Simon?

But that didn't seem right. Francesca had mentioned before that Simon had come to terms with her decision and had even offered his blessings.

After mulling it over, Andrew decided to call Francesca.

"Fran, I'd like to thank you and Lauren for taking care of everything for the medical center. After the opening ceremony, let me treat you to dinner."

Francesca's tone was lackluster, almost lethargic. "There's no need, Andrew. I helped you willingly. You don't have to take me out."

Andrew chuckled. "Fran, you don't sound well. Are you feeling sick?"

Francesca responded softly, her voice subdued. "Yes, I'm sick—very sick."

Andrew frowned. "You're a doct