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As Kelly’s words hung in the air, every eye in the room shifted toward Yvonne, including those of the nurses stationed at the desk.
Yvonne’s face reddened, her anger bubbling to the surface. “Kelly, stop making baseless accusations. Do you have any evidence to back that up?”
Kelly’s lips curled into a smirk, her posture straightening as she met Yvonne’s gaze. “And do you have any evidence to suggest I’m mentally unwell?” she retorted, her voice icy.
Yvonne’s brow furrowed, confusion flickering in her eyes. “You returned from Solmaris barely able to speak. We all know you’ve got PTSD…”
Kelly stepped forward, her presence commanding the space between them. “You just confirmed it yourself -PTSD. Now tell me, of all the patients here who’ve undergone surgery or battled through pain, who hasn’t been affected by stress? Is that what you’ll use against me? Where’s your sense of professionalism?”
Without breaking eye contact, Kelly pulled out her phone, displaying her psychological evaluation report. “Here’s my proof. If I hear another rumor about my mental health, I’ll take legal action.”
She scanned the room, her sharp gaze finally resting back on Yvonne. “And if you’d prefer, I could arrange for you to spend more time with your cousin Regina.”
Yvonne’s face drained of color, her rage building as she opened her mouth to speak. But before she could protest, she stormed off, her heels clicking in fury.
Kelly turned toward the nurses at the desk, offering a calm smile. “I apologize for the drama.”
One of the younger nurses, her voice full of relief, whispered, “You were incredible. You have no idea how long she’s been getting away with acting like that…
The nurse lowered her voice, leaning closer. “But Kelly, be careful. Ever since you came back, they’ve been making things tough for you.”
Kelly nodded, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks.”
After leaving the nurses‘ station, Kelly made her way to her office, where she found Yvonne glaring at her from her desk.
Ignoring her, Kelly moved toward her own desk.
But as she sat down, her eyes fell on the papers, files, and case copies that had been drenched in water.
She glanced at her colleagues.
None of them dared to speak up, not with Yvonne being the director’s niece.
Kelly eyed her own cup of water, picked it up, and walked over to Yvonne. With a swift.motion, she grabbed a handful of Yvonne’s hair and slammed her face down onto the desk, drenching her with the contents of the cup.
Yvonne screamed, leaping to her feet, wide–eyed. “Kelly are you out of your mind? What is wrong with you?”
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Kelly calmly returned to her desk and began to tidy up the mess, unphased.
“Kelly! I’m calling the police!” Yvonne yelled, her voice seething with fury.
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Kelly turned to face her colleagues, her voice unwavering. “Did anyone see me do anything wrong?”
No one answered.
Yvonne’s connection to the director made her untouchable, while Kelly?
She was the ‘crazy‘ one–an image no one dared challenge.
Yvonne, her face twisted with anger, stormed out of the office without a word. Her footsteps echoed through the hall, the fury in her movements unmistakable.
Kelly, unfazed, gathered her things. She glanced at the lock–it was nearly time to leave.
Just as she reached for the door, Yvonne reappeared, flanked by a few men. They blocked Kelly’s path, their presence an imposing threat.
A nurse from the front desk hurried over, trying to defuse the situation. “Dr. Sunderland, please, calm down. We’re all colleagues here. This is a hospital. What’s going on?”
Yvonne’s voice cut through the air, sharp with rage. “Kelly! How dare you hit me? You’ll pay for that!” She turned to the men beside her. “Get her! Do it now!”
Kelly didn’t flinch. She raised an eyebrow and pulled out her phone. “Is this how the Lynches handle things?” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She opened WhatsApp, sending a video to Melody. “Dr. Yvonne from Seaville Hospital, blocking me in my office, obstructing my work, causing a scene. And those are just the beginning of her crimes.”
Yvonne’s eyes narrowed in fury. “You think recording me will scare me? Go ahead. You think I won’t stop you? Get her phone! Delete that video!”
Kelly smirked, tapping her phone screen. “Sorry, it’s already been sent.”
She then backed away and activated her phone’s voice recorder.
The men moved forward, trying to snatch the phone from her hands. Kelly, without a moment’s hesitation, slid it into her bra, doing it all under their watchful eyes.
“The phone’s worth 900,” Kelly said coolly, locking eyes with the leader. “It’s barely used. You damage it, and that’s enough to file a police report.”
The leader looked surprised at first, but his expression quickly turned cruel. “You think you’re untouchable, huh? Nice face you’ve got. Shame if something happened to it. You think we won’t take that phone? You’re just asking for it.”
He reached for Kelly’s chest, trying to grab the phone.
Kelly sidestepped him smoothly, but not before she raked her nails across his hand, leaving traces of skin and blood behind.
“Anyone else just going to stand there? Get out of the way!” the leader spat, shoving Kelly against the wall. “I like seeing the tough ones break. Let’s see how long you last before begging for mercy.”
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The other doctors stood frozen, silent. Who would dare challenge Yvonne? She wasn’t just the director’s niece; she had the power to destroy anyone who crossed her.
No one in this hospital would be stupid enough to challenge her.
“Take her clothes off,” the leader ordered with a grin, his tone predatory. “You think you’re tough? I’ll teach you respect.”
The men closed in around Kelly, their intentions clear and threatening.
But Kelly remained still, her face as cold as stone. There wasn’t a flicker of fear in her eyes.
She stared at them, her voice low and mocking. “Four of you, taking turns… trying to violate me? And it’s Yvonne pulling the strings.”
With a slow, deliberate movement, Kelly tore at her own clothes, exposing their ugly intentions for all to
see.
Then, just as things seemed about to escalate, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from outside. “Police!”
Perfect timing. The police station was right next door. Melody had acted quickly, and the officers would be there in less than ten minutes.
A faint smile curled on Kelly’s lips. She dropped to the floor, curling into a ball, her hands clutching her head as she began to scream in terror. “Help! No, please Don’t touch me!” Her voice trembled with fear, but beneath it was a quiet triumph.
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