Chapter 8
My words left Theodore completely frozen in place, his eyes wide with shock and quickly welling up.
His lips shook like he’d lost all strength. He dropped to his knees with a heavy thud.
He cried out, sobbing like he was truly broken over the kids’ death.
I just stood there, watching coldly, unmoved.
“Take them all away,” I told the police.
“My lawyer will make sure each one of them pays. Not a single person is getting off easy.”
There was no way I was letting any of them go.
I picked up the children’s ashes bit by bit with my own hands, gently putting them into a new urn.
And I even had a tombstone made with a Batman design.
This was the kids’ favorite.
I couldn’t bring them happiness even at their memorial service, so I hoped they could finally rest in peace in the tomb they loved.
On the burial day, the sun was shining bright. I was wearing a black dress, standing quietly in front of the tombstone.
Theodore showed up too.
He stood outside the crowd with his head down, trying to inch forward.
My bodyguards didn’t hesitate; they tackled him to the ground, punched and kicked him until his face was swollen. and bruised, then dragged him away like trash.
“Get him out,” I said coldly, not even looking in his direction. I just gave the cemetery manager a sharp order.
“Theodore isn’t welcome here. He doesn’t deserve to disturb my kids’ peace.”
The online storm was getting worse, with tons of hate comments flooding the internet.
I decided not to stay quiet anymore.
So I held a press conference and made it clear. Any doctor who took part in the strike, spread rumors, or worked with the patients’ families to cause trouble would be fired, and we’d take legal action for breach of contract.
These were the doctors I had personally supported and funded.
And yet, they turned on me. As medical professionals, they actually sided with Theodore, ignoring the safety and
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lives of their own patients.
I launched a high-paying recruitment campaign again, and a wave of top doctors rushed to join my hospital, filling every open position.
All the patients who had their treatments delayed because of the shutdown were given care right away.
I stood at the press conference, facing all the cameras, and went through every funding and training agreement one by
one.
“I started this hospital to save lives. And to send doctors to places that really need them.
“The doctors who accepted my support knew from the beginning that they were supposed to work at the smaller, un- derfunded branches for three years. That wasn’t a punishment. It was part of the deal.
“Anyone who breaks that deal should be held accountable.”
My voice stayed calm, but every word came out clear and strong.
“Today, I want to call out one person in particular, Theodore.
“The reason I built this hospital was actually because of him.
“I put everything I had into this, all my money and resources, just because he said he wanted to become the best doc- tor and help me make this hospital the top one in the country.”
Back then, maybe he really did love me a little. When he found out I had set up a hospital just for him, he actually cried, hugged me, and signed a contract that basically felt like selling himself to me. He promised to do whatever I wanted, to let me call the shots in his life.
I turned to face the camera, my eyes icy cold.
“The original contract was for life. I made him the top doctor in the country, and in return, he is at my disposal. So I have every right to send him to Africa, and he’ll never be coming back.
“I made this call because he and his lover were the ones who killed my two sick kids.
“This is exactly what he deserves.”
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