Chapter 4 Episode 4

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Justin was sitting in his office when he heard a knock come from outside, he hesitated to reply because he thought it might be someone he doesn't want to see.

Well, he was right, the person standing in front of his office was Joan, the lady from earlier.

"Doctor?"

"Doctor?" He jolted out of his thoughts and almost flinch when she saw one of the nurses under his guidance.

"When did you get here?" He asks in a faint tone.

"I was here all this while, you asked me to check for a record, I just want to let you know that Doctor Joan is outside your office" she mumbled and went back to her previous position.

What's wrong with me?- he thought to himself as he massaged his forehead.

He just couldn't explain what has been happening to him for a while back, he's absent minded and doesn't even remember that he sent someone an errand.

"Come in" he didn't have a choice, he just have to let her in.

"Hi!" Joan smiled sheepishly as she walks into his office.

"I said come in, not, sit down" he snapped at her when he saw she was about to seat down.

Geez!, Must he be so cold all the time?- she thought, twisting her mouth as she stood like a girl receiving scoldings from her dad.

"Why are you here?, I'll be going home soon" he muttered, his forehead crinkling.

"I...you...promised..." she stutter, fiddling with her fingers.

What's wrong with this one?- Justin has that kind of looks as he watched her.

"Joan" oh God!, If someone could see through her right now, they'll know she's so happy, so so happy.

When last did he call her by her name?, When last did she hear Joan from his mouth?, It has always been Doctor, Doctor!, Doctor!, Fuck Doctor!- she thought happily to herself.

"I see that you have nothing to say, Tema, you can leave the records till tommorow, get my bag please" he requested, standing up from the couch as he made his way to the pole that has his jacket.

He took the jacket and put it on after removing his white gown, Tema, the nurse, handed him his bag and he put on his spectacles as he walks out of his office.

I wish he was mine!- Tema thought as she stares at the handsome and hot Doctor Justin with that spectacles, he looks so hot!

I wish he was mine again- Joan thought as she stood right next to him.

"Are you going to keep mute till I drive away?" He quizzed, turning to her.

"No, not really, you promised me dinner and I also have some other things to say to you" she finally packed up the courage to talk.

"Dinner?" He blurted, and Joan glared at him, praying deeply that he hasn't forgotten about it.

"Oh! I remember, but I said not now, anytime soon" he uttered slowly as they walk into the elevator.

This woman!, Just let me be- he thought.

"Please, I have things to say and we can say it over dinner" she was starting to cluth herself on to him, is this what we call shooting your shot, that's what it looks like.

"Oh okay, but..." be stopped, hoping what he would say wouldn't hurt her.

"I hope you're not thinking of getting back with me?, I don't have a plan to walk on the same road with you again"

He was so straight to the point and a part of Joan shattered into pieces, he shouldn't have said it that way.

"I just wanted to let you know that, where do you wanna eat?" He hums when she wouldn't say anything after what he said.

"Let's go clubbing!" She mumbled confidently.

He wants to go to that club too, he was just waiting for someone to propose it.

It was a good idea to get her annoyed.

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"I want a very revealing dress, but we should make sure reporters aren't around" Natasha mumbled as they searched around her closet for something to wear.

"Something revealing, do you have anyone to impress?" Ivy snapped, laughing slowly.

"Of course I do...You!" She rolled her eyes at her and parked her hair in a bun.

"Here, I got you one, if you don't wear it, I'm not going with you"

"Then I'll go alone" Natasha mumbled to herself, making sure Ivy doesn't hear.

"What'd you say?" Ivy quizzed, arching her brows with the dress so close to her face.

"Nothing or did you hear something you're not supposed to hear?" Oh God!, Natasha is so good at faking things.

"No, not really, here" she throw the dress on her laps, Natasha hurried to put it on.

"Awwwn, I'm not their girlfriends mate" she shrieked happily as she checks herself in the mirror.

Ivy looked at her with a beautiful eyes, she was happy to see her friend happy, not all friends will be sad to see their friends sad and Happy when they're happy.

Are you happy for your friends happiness?

"You look so damn hot, I'll be chasing you around if I were a guy" Ivy teased but the only thing she got as response was a spank on her shoulder.

"I guess he's coming with us" Natasha raised her brows teasingly and Ivy face flushed.

She was right, her boyfriend was coming, they're so close with each other, if only she could find someone that loves her that way too.

She'll do anything to keep such man.

"My hair, I'll just put on some lipstick" she said and Ivy stared at her with a crunched up face.

Do I look like your stylist?- she thought, bringing a comb to her hair.

"You're my stylist for tonight" Natasha blurted out, as if she was reading Ivy's mind.

"Will I get paid like them?" She quizzed but got no response.

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They were gone dressing up and Natasha was looking her best tonight, she's really dressed up to meet someone that'll love her so much!!

"Don't upload that picture!" Ivy cautioned, she knows the consequences behind uploading such hot picture to Instagram.

It's like giving a free pass to sick people, you should guess how that hospital will be packed with people that comes for free treatment.

"I won't" she replied bluntly.

"Let me go with you!" They all gasp to see who was standing right in front of them.