Chapter 3 Episode 3

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"Oh!" He let out after a long silent, rolling his sleeve.

"Congratulations to them" he mumbled, standing up and his mom stared at him awkwardly before releasing a sigh.

"Is that all you gonna say?" She quizzed, but he wasn't going to answer her.

Infact, he doesn't intend to say more on what he just heard, did he ask him to lay with a girl?

"I'm not going to be at home tonight, so don't bother coming to my place" he rasped and left her alone in his office.

His mom hands dropped to her waist and her eyes traced his back as he walks out on her, she almost couldn't believe what just happened.

The door creaked open and she thought he came back to solve it with her but to her disappointment, it was a nurse who came to get something.

"Is he heading to the theatre?" She asked the nurse who seems to forgot what she came here to got.

"No, he's attending to a patient" she replied, twitching her nose.

"Take me to him" his mom ordered, getting ready to go with the nurse.

"Um.., ma'am, you can't go into the VIP area, it's just for the patient's and the doctors" her face sank into disappointment again and she picked her bag and walked away sluggishly.

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Justin hopped into the elevator, he was on his way to check a lady who was brought in last night by her husband's family because she had a seizure.

"Justin" he bit his lips, why? He regretted not taking the second elevator.

"Hi" he replied faintly.

"You ignore me during working hours and after working hours, what must I do to gain your attention?"

"Die!" He replied bluntly and truthfully, he didn't mean to say that.

"You want me to die?" Joan freeze on spot, staring with her wide eyes.

"Yeah, you know, I'll always remember you that way" he lied, intentionally provoking her because he doesn't mean it at all.

"Justin!!", You've finally gone mad, I won't die" she snorts and stormed out angrily when the elevator stopped at the VIP floor.

Geez!, Is she coming here too?- he thought, crinkling his forehead and his two hands were in his white gown pocket as he made his way to the lady's room.

"Don't come in!" He stopped as he was about to pull the door open.

"I'm here to attend to you, if I waste a minute, I won't diagnose well" he rasped but the lady inside seems less concerned.

He was getting annoyed and soon he pulled the door, he turned away immediately when he saw the reason why he wasn't allowed to come in.

"I told you not to come, now that you're here, you might as well check me out" she sniffled and rushed to wear her top.

He couldn't look at her as he did what he came here to do, the lady pulled the zipper to half of her chest, Justin could see her b00bs.

This isn't the first time, he has met lots of crazy patient's like her.

"You'll be loosing here" he snarled at her when he was done.

"What do you mean" she tuck a strand of hair behind her ears.

"If you like get naked, I won't go near your honey pot, married woman aren't my type" he retorted coldly and the lady's face was full of anger.

"Get out!!" She yelled angrily, closing her zipper.

"Why did you try to seduce my man in the first place?" Jean was hearing the whole thing they said and opened the door swiftly.

If it was on a normal day, Justin would have yelled at her for interrupting or coming into his patients room but, right now, he needed her badly.

"Your man?" The patient crossed her arms over her chest, staring at Jean in a ride manner.

"I should let the company management know about this..."

"The management, do you mean the director?" Jean quizzed, staring at Justin.

"He's the director here, let's go, you're done with her right?" She wrapped her hands in his arm and gosh, she felt so happy.

When last did she touch him this way, Justin felt uncomfortable but he had no choice.

When they got out of the room, Jean was too lost into it and forgot to release her hand from his hand.

"Let go now" Justin snapped, coughing to get her out of her Dreamland.

"I know" she smirks wickedly.

"I'll treat you to dinner, I'm not sure when" he said ruefully and walked away.

Jean stared at her backside for so long, the kind of look on her face feels so possessive, she wants him.

She once own him, not anymore.

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"Aren't you going home?" Ivy asked as she packed her things.

The tired looking Natasha just say in Ivy's office, her legs crossed over each other and she sips the Americano slowly.

"I think, I'll have to say a goodnight here" Ivy rasped, clearing her throat.

"Goodnight" Natasha replied bluntly, making Ivy feel startled.

So, she heard me all this while?- Ivy thought.

"You have to come early tomorrow, I'm visiting my mom" Natasha mumbled, standing up and walking towards the door.

"She called for you?" Ivy queried.

"No, I just.." she stopped.

" I want to ask her why my life is like this, what I did and who I offend??" She half yells, all the tears she's been holding in begins to come out.

"Natasha...

"Don't try to calm me, as my friend, did you find any solution to it?" She countered, her eyes full of tears.

"You have a boyfriend, I don't have and if I'll have, we'll definitely break up in a week" she laugh hysterically, anyone would think she's crazy.

"Just calm down, it's no one's fault" Ivy mumbled and touched her shoulder.

"I'm sure I'm the very first person to have boyfriend's that are much than my age, I'm just 23 but I've had 29 boyfriend's already, when will I ever get the one for me" she falls to the floor, she was hurting, so badly.

She begins to sob, her hands on her face.

Ivy watched her, she felt like crying too but she didn't wanted to add to the problem on ground.

"Should I just go poor?, Maybe they'll look at me for once?" She raised her head.

"No baby, you don't need to do that, just believe that there's someone out there that's truly going to be yours, yours alone" a friend like Ivy, so rare.

"I believe you" she hum, sniffling her tears and she moved closer to ivy and they embraced each other.

"How about we go clubbing?, To cheer you up, are you in?" Ivy stared at her, praying deeply that she doesn't rejects her off like she has always did.

"I.."she stopped halfway.

"I'm in"