Chapter 3: Cardiologist
Standing before the largest private hospital in the city owned by Mr. Blackthorn, Patricia stared deeply at the entrance, hesitating. How was she supposed to face such an intimidating man with her shaky self-esteem? She couldn’t even speak up for herself, how was she supposed to ask for a divorce from a man even the bravest feared?
"Fighting!!!"
A voice shouted from inside a parked car across the street, snapping her out of her thoughts. Patricia instantly recoiled in embarrassment, her heart pounding as heads turned in her direction. It could only be Zara, of course. The confident one, the fearless one. Sometimes Patricia swore Zara would be the death of her.
Flustered, she covered her face and waved dismissively at her, signaling for her to leave. But Zara only burst into laughter and kept cheering, giving Patricia no choice but to walk through the hospital doors before the embarrassment could deepen.
Once inside, Patricia took a moment to look around, stunned by the grandeur around her. She still couldn’t believe she was finally going to be working in her dream hospital. Since childhood, she had longed to work here. She had applied, gone through the interviews, and then waited for weeks but never received a callback. The hospital only allowed one application per person, so after that, she had given up hope. Only for her to receive a message, just two days ago, that she had been accepted. Though she found it weird, she knew she was competent enough to be chosen so she didn’t sweat it further.
She thought life was finally starting to ease up. Hopeful, she had decided to register her marriage. But as always, life found a way to knock her down again.
"Move away!"
A nurse shouted from behind as they wheeled in a patient drenched in blood. Startled, Patricia gasped and quickly moved aside.
Her instincts kicked in. The moment she saw the injured patient, she forgot why she had even come. Then, more beds were wheeled in...three, then another three. The sight made her wonder what kind of accident had just occurred.
"Mr. Blackthorn!"
The name rang out from within the chaos, and just like that, a path cleared. Patricia’s gaze followed everyone else’s, drawn to the commanding presence approaching. The moment she laid eyes on him, her heart skipped a beat.