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2024-11-22 21:32:25Clarence’s POV.
"Hello! Mrs. Ferdinand. Hello." I heard Dr. Mike said, which brought me back to my senses, and I picked up the phone to continue our conversation. "Is everything okay? You had immediately gone silent after I confirmed that Dr. Julian would be handling your case. Is everything okay? Don't you want him?" he asked, and I swallowed. "Yes, I don't. Is there no other doctor that can handle my surgery?" I asked hesitantly, unsure of how I would face the only man who had loved me dearly. "Sorry to disappoint you, Mrs. Ferdinand. There isn't.” He replied almost immediately. “It took a tough time getting to even access his schedule and beg for you to be fixed into it. He is a very busy man whose five-year schedule has all been already fixed.” “His agreement with going out of his way to squeeze you in was something unexpected and should be a blessing; you should be grateful," Dr. Mike let out, and my worry could only intensify. If only he understood what was going on in my mind and how much anxiety his supposed good news had raised in me. "Does he know I am the one? Have you sent him my file?" I asked weirdly. "Yeah, I have. His secretary emailed me yesterday that they have started reviewing your file. Is there a problem? Do you have any grudge against him?" Dr. Mike asked me, I could feel the suspicion in his voice. "No, no. I don't," I quickly interjected, trying to wave away whatever he was thinking. "You should be happy you will walk again, Mrs. Ferdinand. It's such a huge opportunity for you to be handled by Dr. Julian, who is the most capable doctor in the world right now. People pay millions of dollars to be able to enter his schedule, and he accepted you for free," Dr. Mike told me. "What? For free?" I almost yelled, causing Dr. Mike to flinch. Oh my God, that means he knows I am the one, I panicked. "Mrs. Ferdinand, is everything okay?" Dr. Mike asked curiously. "I don't know why you are reacting this way, but I hope you won't turn this chance life has given you down. I will email a consent form for your husband to sign, so by next week, you will fly to New York to start the process involved for you to carry out your surgery," Dr. Mike informed. "Will Dr. Julian be the one to be in charge of my case till the day of the surgery?" I was compelled to ask. "Oh! That's what I don't know, Mrs. Ferdinand, but I'm sure he will be very busy doing that, so you should be likely to be assigned to a different doctor under his wing till the day he will carry out the surgery," Dr. Mike explained, which made me sigh a bit in relief. "I have to go now and will contact you when I can again, but I will be emailing you everything you will need. Have a nice day," Dr. Mike said as he hung up. I held my head in my arms, wondering why this was happening. The thought of reuniting with Julian haunted me, and I didn't know how I would face him, knowing fully well I was the one who hurt him in the past. He had given me everything he could and even wanted to do anything for me, but I shattered his heart coldly, just so I could please my family, who was against our union. They had wanted me to marry a rich man, not a struggling man like Julian. I was their heiress, so they couldn't imagine me settling for less. If only they had heard of the success he had achieved over these recent years, they would wish to turn back the hands of time. I swallowed anxiously, wondering what I would do when the door opened to reveal Damon walking into the room. He was looking disheveled, and seeing him brought back the memories of yesterday, causing my heart to constrict in pain and my breath to quicken. "You slept out, Damon. You didn't bother to come back home; you've never done this," I said to him, pretending like I hadn't seen what transpired between him and Gina yesterday. He turned to look at me, and I saw a look of satisfaction and happiness that I hadn't seen in his eyes all these years, causing him to grin. "That was because I had no one's arms to run into then, but now that there was finally someone I had been craving all these years. Expect to see more nights like this," he said coldly, turning his head into the bathroom. "Why, Damon? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? She's my sister... Do you think people will support you when they learn of this?" I asked him, which stopped him in his tracks. He swirled to look in my direction. "People won't know unless we make them know, and you won't do that, will you?" His eyes held an underlying warning as he gazed at me, and I swallowed hard in fear. "Well, I believe you will get tired of her, and come back to your senses," I spat, trying to comfort myself. "Oh, is that what you think, Clarence?" He laughed. "Well, to disappoint you, I won't. Remember, she had always been the one I loved, and you only stole her place in my life to trap me in this miserable marriage of ours," Damon replied, causing me further pain. "In fact, suit yourself, Damon. That's always what you have done. But I want to inform you that I have finally reached Doctor Mike, and my test results are out," I said. I saw him stop just as he had grabbed the bathroom handle. "Whatever Clarence, do I look like I want to know,” he almost barked in annoyance. "I know you don't care but as my guidance, I want you to sign the consent form for me," I said before he disappeared into the bathroom. “What? Who told you that I am going to be doing that," he spoke, turning his eyes back at me. "Why won’t you?" I asked, surprised at his words. "Because I want a divorce," he announced.
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Clarence’s POV. I didn’t realize how tense I was until the other doctor tapped lightly on the table, pulling me back to the present. For a second, I thought I was imagining things. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. But when he stepped further into the room, his gaze settling on me, I knew it was real. I stared at him, too stunned to speak. He looked the same, yet different—just older and sharper now. The boy I once knew had been replaced by a man whose presence effortlessly filled the room. His features were calm and completely unreadable—but there was something in his eyes, something I couldn’t quite place. “Are you okay, Ms. Clarence?” the younger doctor asked. I nodded rapidly, forcing myself to pull it together. “This is Dr. Julian Blackwood. He’ll be in charge of your surgery,” he introduced. “I’ll leave you both to talk.” He turned to go. I wanted to reach out, to stop him, to ask him not to leave me alone in this room. But whatever this was, I had
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Julian’s POV. The moment I stepped into my office, I shut the door harder than necessary. My jaw tightened as I dropped my clipboard onto the desk and ran a frustrated hand through my hair. Clarence’s words echoed in my mind, unsettling me in a way, I didn’t want to admit. "I trusted my husband. He won’t harm me." Who did that? Who blindly swallowed whatever was handed to them without a second thought? It was reckless. Stupid. Clarence wasn’t someone who acted carelessly, like a sheep being led to slaughter. She was cautious, she had a voice, and she would never indulge in something that wasn’t verified. And yet, despite my frustration, I couldn’t understand what had made her blindly trust her husband enough to take a substance she knew nothing about. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and yet I couldn’t calm my temper. But it wasn’t because she used to be the most important person in my life—those days were long gone. No, it was because I was a doctor,
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Clarence’s POV. A dull pain spread through my body as I opened my eyes, the white ceiling above me coming into focus. The scent of antiseptic filled my nose, making it clear I was in the hospital. My body felt stiff and my arms sore, but it was when I tried to shift my legs that the real discomfort set in. I winced, stopping immediately. "You're awake," a calm voice said. I turned my head to see a doctor standing beside the bed, adjusting the IV line. He offered me a calm, professional smile. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Like I lost a fight I didn’t even know I was in," I muttered, shifting slightly. My arms throbbed, and my legs felt off, not as steady as they should. "What exactly happened to me?" The doctor glanced at the clipboard in his hand. "You sustained multiple bruises from the impact, mostly on your arms, but there was also an effect on your legs." I frowned, confused. "My legs?" He nodded. "Yes. The hit you took aggravated them, even though they were
