Oops, Mommy Slept With A Tyrant
Chapter 199 Quitting The Hospital

Chapter 199: Chapter 199 Quitting The Hospital

Holly choked on her drink and quickly turned away from them.

Kelsie glanced at her retreating figure, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Karen didn’t notice anything wrong and beamed even brighter when she saw Serbian staring at Kelsie, dazed.

"See? I told you I wasn’t exaggerating it. When I saw her that night, I briefly forgot I was fighting for my life."

"I even dreamt about her during the surgery and my goodness, when I saw her in my ward after the operation, she seemed to have gotten prettier."

"Dr. Sutton, don’t you think it should be illegal to be as pretty as pretty as you?"

She was still rambling when a friend of hers came to drag her away.

"Here you are. I’ve been looking all over for you."

Unable to pry out of her friend’s grip, Karen smiled helplessly and flashed her thumb at the duo.

"Oh, the burden of being a host. Dr. Sutton, please do me this little favor of making sure my cousin doesn’t crawl out of this party."

She disappeared into the crowd of people as soon as she was done talking.

Several seconds after she left, Kelsie and Serbian continued staring at each other without a word.

After a while, her lips parted and he hurriedly turned away.

"Don’t bother. I know my father spoke with Kelvin Reynolds who in turn made you come here."

"So sorry to burst your bubbles, my cousin’s gorgeous doctor, but nothing you say will make me have the surgery, so don’t waste your breathe."

Kelsie shrugged and followed after him.

"True, I did come here because Mr. Reynolds said he’d fire me if I don’t, but I was also invited by Karen’s father and I did tell him I’d come."

Hearing her, he paused and turned, his left brow perking up in surprise, "What, you’re into older men?"

She scoffed and walked past him in sudden annoyance.

"You used to sound brighter. A shame your illness is beginning to eat into your brain."

For the first time in several weeks, a smile slowly spread across his face as he caught up to her.

"So what plan to force me to have this surgery did my father and Kelvin Reynolds concoct?"

"No plan. I’m here to talk you through it."

"Let’s take a seat, then."

They found a somewhat quiet corner and took their seat.

While he leaned back on his seat and folded his arms across his chest, Kelsie took off her lab coat and draped it around the chair before sitting across from him.

"So Mr. Howard, talk to me as your doctor. Why do you not want to have the aurgery?"

The corners of his lips spasmed and he glanced to the side briefly, "Did you forget already? I remember telling you in your office that day."

Kelsie regarded him for a moment before placing both hands on the table.

She clamped them together in a pleading gesture, "Forgive me for not properly turning you down when you asked me out months ago."

"Back then, I didn’t think you were serious and hence, didn’t bother talking it out properly with you."

"Though I rejected you later, I didn’t do so as firmly as I should’ve. So I’m doing it now. Mr. Howard, saving you filled my pockets back then and it’s fine with me."

"I understand that we can’t control our feelings, but making such a ridiculous reason your reason for committing suicide only makes you stupid."

"Because of a woman you don’t know much about, you’re willing to risk the lives of the people who work for your family’s company?"

He listened to her with a straight face before he unfolded his arms and leaned toward the table.

"You’re reading too much meaning into it. If I die, the workers won’t be affected at all. Just because he asked you to come talk me out of it doesn’t mean my father cares about me."

"If I die, he will no longer have an heir, thus, the position of chairman will pass on to his younger brother, which will ultimately strip him of his high position everywhere."

"As someone who believes he is destined for greatness, he doesn’t want that. He has worked way too hard to make sure of it and he isn’t about to sit back and watch his only son take that away from him."

"So don’t you worry about the workers, they’ll always be fine. Maybe even better when my uncle takes the reins."

Kelsie inhaled sharply and leaned back tiredly.

The determination in his eyes, how was she supposed to talk someone so determined to carry out his plans out of it?

She was a surgeon, not a psychologist. If they wanted someone to talk him out of it, they should’ve brought one of those instead.

As she wracked her brain thinking of another way to approach the matter, she saw him push something toward her and stared down to see a box.

Judging from its size and shape, it obviously contained a ring in it.

"It’s a ring. An engagement ring I picked out for you a month ago." Serbian informed seeing the confusion in her eyes.

She scoffed, "What part of ’I don’t like you’ do you not understand?"

He inclined his head slightly, fingers unhurriedly drumming on the table as he said, "I understand it quite alright. But I also understand you’ve never really spent time with me."

"The one time we were together, there was a third-party, so it wasn’t really a good time to get to know each other."

"So I believe if we actually spend time together, you will at least come to like me. Which is a promising step before you come to love me."

As soon as he was done talking, she pushed her chair backward and got on her feet.

Wearing her coat, she shook her head in refusal.

"Living such a life is worse than death. You should never be with someone who doesn’t want you. Let alone someone whom you hope will come to love you later."

She walked away almost immediately.

Serbian watched her leave with a face devoid of emotion.

A moment later, his phone vibrated three times in his pocket.

So he took it out to view the message, but it turned out to be a photo from someone. Three photos of Kelsie and Jett standing together at the race track a few hours earlier.

Now, it would’ve been normal photos with an acquaintance if the third didn’t show her relaxing into Jett’s chest, his hand seemingly stroking her hair affectionately.

Clenching his jaw, he got up and left the party.

At the same time, Kelsie arrived at the hospital.

Kelvin was informed the moment she returned and he hurried down to ask her how the talk went.

However, he had just gotten to the door of her office when it flew open and she walked out carrying a moving box, inside it was the nameplate usually on her desk.

He frowned, "What are you doing?"

Kelsie didn’t pause as she walked past him.

"I couldn’t convince him to have the surgery, so I’m seeing myself out."

Kelvin was immediately taken aback.

Earlier, when he threatened to fire her if she couldn’t convince Serbian, he was merely bluffing.

Though he wanted her out of his hospital as soon as possible, he couldn’t deny the fact she brought in the most money.

Most importantly, half the people who visited the hospital were her patients. If she left, she’d be taking them with her. That would make the hospital suffer too much lose.

To make it worse, someone as skilled as her would surely get taken in by another hospital once news of her leaving Haven Medical Center spread.

So gritting his teeth, he took long strides until he was standing in her way.

Blocking someone’s path was a confrontational move which naturally attracted attention.

But Kelvin paid their confused looks no heed as he pointed at her office, ordering through clenched teeth.

"Dr. Sutton, get back into your office. We’ll talk about this inside."

But Kelsie suddenly smiled.

"I fear you’ve gotten me wrong, Mr. Reynolds. I’m not actually quitting because I couldn’t talk him out of it, I’m quitting because I already planned to."

"Working in the hospital restricts me too much and I rarely have time for myself and family. I intend to quit to start up my own practice."

The medical staffs around gasped while Kelvin smiled like he had just heard a funny joke.

"You’ve only been working here for six months. Whatever money you have saved up will not be enough to open a decent practice."

"So don’t be ridiculous and let’s return to your office where we can continue this discussion privately."

"I appreciate you looking out for me, sir, but I’m really at my wits’ end. I can’t take working in this hospital anymore."

"But don’t you worry, I may be leaving the hospital today, but this won’t be our last time meeting."

Her last sentence was more of a threat than a farewell to Kelvin, but the residents and first-years around were already breaking down in tears.

Kelvin clenched his jaw angrily as she waltzed past him.

"What do I have to do to make you stay?"

Naturally, his question made her halt and she tilted her head slightly to the side, watching him from her hindsight as she responded.

"That would be browsing the hospital’s database with your ID, sir."