Novel Storm
Chapter 269
Chapter 269
Magnolia chuckled softly, a glint of amusement in her eyes. “He’s checked into the hospital and you’re his attending physician. How can you be so cavalier with a life? Aren’t you worried about tarnishing the hospital’s reputation?”
Gwendolyn stood ngid, her voice tight as she replied, “They signed a waiver of liability.”
Magnolia’s smile deepened, her gaze softening with pity as she looked at Gwendolyn. “Sweetheart, I have a knack for reading people. You’ve got a good heart; you’re not the type to gamble with lives. I heard my brother’s condition is improving. Thank you for that.”
Truth be told, Magnolia admired Gwendolyn. If only she weren’t married to Howard Chadwick.
Thinking of her daughter, tear stained and broken, Magnolia knew she had to push for Gwendolyn and Howard to divorce, to set things right again.
Gwendolyn’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, her fingers trembling.
So kindness and morality could also be the knives that stabbed her deep.
Seizing the moment, Magnolia said, “Think it over and get back to me. You’ve never seen how the wealthy deal with problems. Go back to where you belong.”
Gwendolyn took a deep breath and then, unexpectedly, she chuckled. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
She looked Magnolia straight in the eye, ready to be reckless for once, “I quit. I’m done!”
Magnolia’s expression flickered.
Gwendolyn’s laughter was tinged with tears as she said, “You’ve bent the hospital rules to push me into seeing more patients. Guess what, I’m not sticking around in this hospital. Go hunt for another doctor!”
With her career on the line, she defiantly met Magnolia’s gaze.
“You…” Magnolia’s face drained of color.
“Mrs. Hamiltoo, I may not know the tricks of the rich and powerful. But I’m not one to turn the other cheek. You think too highly of me
She m She might seem meek and easy to bully, but push her too far and she’d fight back.
Her vulnerability was her armor thorny and unforgiving.
“You shouldn’t have involved my grandmother,”
Gwendolyn turned and entered the ward, the door slamming behind her with a thud, leaving Magnolia outside, red–faced with frustration
Inside the ward.
“Grandma.” Gwendolyn approached Nicolette’s bed and saw the blood in the IV tube. “Why are you moving around so much?”
Nicolette pursed her lips, shaking her head. “I didn’t.”
Gwendolyn looked at her frail grandmother and said, “You’ve lost weight again. I keep telling you to eat properly.” Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged Nicolette, crying. “You’re so stubborn. I would have come to visit you. come all the way to Bayridge City?”
Why did
you
have to
If Nicolette hadn’t come, she wouldn’t have gotten hurt.
Nicolette’s voice choked a little as she explained, “I wanted to bring you some of the fruits and veggies from the garden, but they got
crushed in the car.”
sobbed, overcome with distress.
“I don’t need those things. Transporting them all this way, it’s too much trouble,” Gwendolyn s Nicolette gently patted her back. I’m getting old. I won’t be able to garden much longer.”
Her days were numbered.
She ventured cautiously. “And Howard? How is he?”
“He’s at work. Very busy lately.”
“Oh, are you two alright?”
Gwendolyn nodded assertively.
“Mr. Chadwick is wonderful to me. protective and doting” She emphasized again, “Really wonderful.”
Nicolette nodded, a silent sigh escaping her. She’d need to find an opportunity to speak with Howard herself.
Gwendolyn sniffled, bolstered by her earlier bravado, and said, “Grandma, I gotta go. But I’ll be right back. Have a rest now.”
Gwendolyn approached the director’s office hesitantly and knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
She pushed the door open and walked in slowly.
Sanford looked up, a slight smile on his lips. “What’s up? Have some water, sit, and let’s talk,”