Chapter 6 Five Years Later, Meeting The Rival The Next Day

Patricia woke up early and started making breakfast. Charles and Fannie brushed their teeth, washed their faces, changed their clothes, and went to the bathroom in an orderly manner. After breakfast, Patricia took them to the kindergarten across the street from the community. 

Jade had completed the transfer procedures for the two little ones a week ago, so Patricia only needed to drop them off at the entrance of the kindergarten and personally hand them over to the teacher. 

Before leaving, Patricia worriedly reminded Charles, "You better behave, don't run around everywhere, take good care of Fannie. If the teacher tells me that you've been bullying classmates or skipping school, I won't be lenient with you."

Charles let out a small sigh. "Why do I still have to go to kindergarten with them? Being with them is an insult to my intelligence." 

"Say that again?" Patricia glared at him fiercely, her gaze full of warning. 

Charles immediately shut up, smiled sweetly at her. "Dear mother, you can rest assured and go to work. I will behave very well. Be careful." 

Patricia couldn't help but laugh at his antics. These two little mischief-makers. No matter how bad her mood was, they always found a way to make her happy and lift her out of the darkness. 

"Well, Ok, I’m away!" 

"Bye, Mommy." 

"Goodbye, Mommy." The two of them waved happily at Patricia.

Patricia drove Jade's car to work at the hospital. Everyone at the hospital knew that a big shot was coming to the cardiology department. 

It was the hospital President, who had spent a large sum of money to poach him from the most outstanding cardiac hospital in the world. With both a master's and a Ph.D. degree, he graduated from the country's medical university and gained recognition two years ago for a major heart transplant surgery.

In the following two years, he rose to prominence, gaining worldwide acclaim through numerous successful cardiac surgeries and becoming the youngest professor in the field.

Yesterday, when Patricia arrived to register her arrival, it was in the afternoon, and many doctors were not around, so they didn't get to see her in person. Kowing that they were going to meet the Professor soon, they were really excited.  

Debbie glanced at them, feeling jealous, and said, "Don't get your hopes up too high. Many professors are just marketed. You have to see for yourself to know if they're the real deal."

Gladys White, a young intern doctor who followed her, quickly chimed in, "Professor. Brown is right. Among the younger generation, no one can compare to Professor Brown in terms of ability. I don't think Professor. Watson lives up to the hype."

Debbie felt pleased, with the flattery from Dr. White. Although she looked down on the incoming professor deep down, she didn't show it.

Yesterday afternoon, the male doctor with thinning hair in the office had chuckled, "I don't know if she's skilled, but this Professor. Watson I saw yesterday is a stunning beauty."

Another male doctor teased, "A beauty? How beautiful? Is she more beautiful than Professor. Brown?"

It's worth mentioning that Professor. Brown was known as the hospital's beauty. With both talent and beauty, she was the dream girl of all male doctors. The male doctor with thinning hair glanced at Debbie and smiled without saying a word. His expression undoubtedly gave Debbie the answer.

To receive such high praise from a renowned bookish doctor in their department, it seemed that this new arrival, Professor. Watson, was no ordinary person. Soon, her ominous premonition came true.

Patricia arrived at the office on time. She had applied light makeup, complementing her delicate and beautiful facial features, with her slightly upturned eyes giving her a foxy charm. Even the simple white coat couldn't hide her beauty and allure.

Standing next to Debbie, she completely overwhelmed her in terms of temperament and appearance.

"Patricia?" Debbie couldn't help but exclaim.

Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that the Professor. Watson, they talked about, would actually be Patricia.

A doctor voiced their doubts, "Professor. Brown, do you know each other?"

Patricia and Debbie exchanged a glance, silently concealing their relationship from them.

Debbie smiled awkwardly and replied, "We know each other, but we're not very close."

Faced with the beautiful and capable Patricia, everyone seemed very enthusiastic and approached her to learn from her experiences.

Debbie, who had been highly sought after, was being ignored, her face cold and filled with the desire to tear Patricia apart. After introducing herself to everyone, Patricia went to the ward to find Randy. 

She had been hired for one reason and as a result, Randy was her only patient. As Patricia approached the ward's entrance, she could already hear the commotion inside. Randy was smashing things and throwing a tantrum.

"Get out, all of you! My dad is a liar! You promised me, but now you're going back on your word. I hate you; I hate this place! I want to leave; I don't want treatment anymore. Just let me die!" Randy shouted furiously while smashing objects.

Martin couldn't do anything about Randy's behavior and responded, his tone showing how displeased he was. "I've told you before, she's not your mommy. She just looks like your mommy."

Randy refused to listen and continued smashing things, saying, "She is my mommy! She's my real mommy! I know she is! If you don't bring her to see me, I won't take my shots, won't take my medicine, won't eat. I'll starve myself to death!"

Martin, enraged but helpless, could only continue to coax him, saying, "Randy, please listen."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I hate you! I want my mommy..." Randy covered his ears tightly.

His cries were so loud that they echoed throughout the ward. Patricia stood outside the room, tears already wetting her eyes, feeling a suffocating lump in her chest, unable to breathe properly. 

Had Randy been in this state all these years? He longed so much for his mother's company, but she was nowhere to be found. Thinking of this, Patricia's heartache intensified.

Just then, Debbie heard the commotion and hurriedly rushed over. Spotting Patricia standing at the door, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she forcefully bumped into her shoulder, giving her a triumphant look, and walked into the ward.

Seeing the mess in the room, a hint of impatience and disdain crossed Debbie's eyes, quickly concealing it. She walked to the bed with affection, wanting to hug Randy.

"Randy, tell Auntie, what happened? Why are you so angry? Auntie will speak up for you."

Randy avoided her touch and ruthlessly said, "You're not my grandpa's daughter, you're not my aunt. Don't touch me, I hate you..."

Debbie's face immediately turned ugly with anger, but she suppressed her fury. After all, he was Martin's beloved, despite his rebellious and aggressive nature.No one could do anything about him, but Martin showered him with love. For Martin's sake, she had to endure it.

Martin's gaze suddenly turned icy, "Randy, mind your words."

Everyone knew this was a sign of the boss getting angry. However, Randy wasn't afraid at all.

"I hate all of you! Get out, I don't want to see you anymore..." As he spoke, he grabbed the last cup on the table and threw it at them.

Martin was helpless, his handsome eyebrows furrowing tightly. Debbie, full of worry, asked Martin, "Martin, what's wrong with Randy? He used to be relatively calm.” 

Turning to Randy she asked, "Why are you so angry today?" 

"Just ignore him, it'll be fine after a few days." Martin was frustrated and restless. He would rather have Randy cause a scene than see Patricia again. 

Just then, Patricia walked in slowly from the door and smiled gently at Randy, "Randy, what happened? Why did you smash the ward like this?" 

Upon seeing her, Martin's handsome face turned frosty immediately. "Why are you here?"