“Doctor, who is this woman? Another patient? Why is she interfering in my affairs?”
“She’s not a patient,” Leo replied calmly.
“He is the majority shareholder of this hospital and knows you very well, Mr. Peterson.”
Mark fell silent.
My chair slowly turned.
Deliberately.
Dramatically.
Like a scene from one of the movies he used to love.
My face emerged from behind the high backrest.
I stared straight at him.
A piercing gaze, concealing eighteen years of resentment.
Mark’s eyes widened.
His jaw dropped.
His pale, sickly face looked as if he had seen a ghost.
“Eleanor,” he hissed, his voice catching in his throat.
“Hello again, my dear ex-husband,” I greeted coolly. “What a small world it is, isn’t it?”
Bella jumped, looking at me with horror and hatred.
“You’re the woman from the lobby. What are you doing here? Are you following us?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Bella,” I replied nonchalantly.
I got up and walked over to Leo’s desk.
I stopped next to my son and put my hand on his shoulder, as if to let him know that we were an inseparable team.
“This is my office. This is my hospital. You walked into my office.”
Mark looked at me in disbelief.
“Are you a shareholder? Don’t be ridiculous, Eleanor. You’re just a stupid woman who didn’t finish college.”
You must have cheated some rich man and become his mistress, right?
I laughed loudly and shrilly.
“You always judge people with that dirty mind of yours.”
“After you kicked me out, Mark, I worked hard. I went back to school. I started a catering company—then real estate—and now healthcare.”
“I don’t need a man to get rich. Unlike you, who needs a rich woman to survive?”
I glanced at Bella.
She lowered her gaze, not daring to look me in the eye.
I took Mark’s medical record from Leo’s desk and opened it sharply.
“Let’s talk facts, Marek. Forget all this boasting about investments and projects.”
“Let’s talk about your rotting body.”
I read the text aloud as if I was sentencing him to death.
“Blood sugar level: 450.”
“That’s a scary number, Mark.” Your blood is actually syrup, not blood.”
“Your creatinine is 12. The norm is below 1.5.”
“Your kidneys have turned to stone. They don’t function at all. Do you know what that means?”
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